Wild Iris Grows Old
Once wild Iris was young
Lush and green next to the pond
She splashed and drank
Had her fun, warmed by the sun
Soon came time for her to settle down
She met Louis Tanna Iris that wore a crown
A crown of yellow, yes he wore
He wanted to marry and have more(Little Tanna)
Her wild ways was hard to tame
But the years began to wear her down
No longer was her hair of bronze
But mostly white shining in the sun
Louis Tanna came to a early demise
For his feet became way to dry
His leaves so healthy became yellow
Soon his crown no longer spry
This was the time that she did grieve
She did not even meet her daily needs
Of food, exercise, and her devotion prayer
Now wild Iris is totally Care (free)
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