The Rose!
The rose, the rose.
He has his highs.
He has his lows.
He has his friends.
He has his foes.
A girl tells him he smells magnificent as she comes and goes
but the rose will never know. Out of all the things this rose has the one thing he does
not is a nose.
Copyright © Misty Hoot | Year Posted 2010
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