'REWOLF'
IN THE GARDEN GREW A FLOWER,
ALONE IT GREW ITSELF,
ONLY AT NIGHT A CERTAIN HOUR,
THE FLOWER PETALS ITSELF,
I PEEKED OUT THE WINDOW,
IT EVEN SHOWED A LIGHT GLOW,
OPEN UP ITS PETALS IN AN USUAL WAY,
I DON'T KNOW!
I MENTIONED THIS TO A FLORIST SO CURIOUS
IT WAS TO ME,
THE FLORIST GOT REAL QUIT AS THEY STARRED
SO DEEPLY,
YOU SAID ITS A FLOWER WHO PETAI OPEN AND CLOSE,
YES IN AN USUAL WAY SOMETHING CURIOUSLY UNKNOWN,
RE-WOLF I CALL IT,
PETALS ITSELF TO THE MOON,
FLOWER=RE-WOLF
A BACKWARDS FLOWER,
THAT HOWLS TO THE MOON,
EPIPHYLLUM OXYPETALUM.
'REWOLF'
IN THE GARDEN GREW A FLOWER,
ALONE IT GREW ITSELF,
ONLY AT NIGHT A CERTAIN HOUR,
THE FLOWER PETALS ITSELF,
I PEEKED OUT THE WINDOW,
IT EVEN SHOWED A LIGHT GLOW,
OPEN UP ITS PETALS IN AN USUAL WAY,
I DON'T KNOW!
I MENTIONED THIS TO A FLORIST SO CURIOUS
IT WAS TO ME,
THE FLORIST GOT REAL QUIT AS THEY STARRED
SO DEEPLY,
YOU SAID ITS A FLOWER WHO PETAI OPEN AND CLOSE,
YES IN AN USUAL WAY SOMETHING CURIOUSLY UNKNOWN,
RE-WOLF I CALL IT,
PETALS ITSELF TO THE MOON,
FLOWER=RE-WOLF
A BACKWARDS FLOWER,
THAT HOWLS TO THE MOON,
EPIPHYLLUM OXYPETALUM.
'REWOLF'
IN THE GARDEN GREW A FLOWER,
ALONE IT GREW ITSELF,
ONLY AT NIGHT A CERTAIN HOUR,
THE FLOWER PETALS ITSELF,
I PEEKED OUT THE WINDOW,
IT EVEN SHOWED A LIGHT GLOW,
OPEN UP ITS PETALS IN AN USUAL WAY,
I DON'T KNOW!
I MENTIONED THIS TO A FLORIST SO CURIOUS
IT WAS TO ME,
THE FLORIST GOT REAL QUIT AS THEY STARRED
SO DEEPLY,
YOU SAID ITS A FLOWER WHO PETAI OPEN AND CLOSE,
YES IN AN USUAL WAY SOMETHING CURIOUSLY UNKNOWN,
RE-WOLF I CALL IT,
PETALS ITSELF TO THE MOON,
FLOWER=RE-WOLF
A BACKWARDS FLOWER,
THAT HOWLS TO THE MOON,
EPIPHYLLUM OXYPETALUM.
'REWOLF'
IN THE GARDEN GREW A FLOWER,
ALONE IT GREW ITSELF,
ONLY AT NIGHT A CERTAIN HOUR,
THE FLOWER PETALS ITSELF,
I PEEKED OUT THE WINDOW,
IT EVEN SHOWED A LIGHT GLOW,
OPEN UP ITS PETALS IN AN USUAL WAY,
I DON'T KNOW!
I MENTIONED THIS TO A FLORIST SO CURIOUS
IT WAS TO ME,
THE FLORIST GOT REAL QUIT AS THEY STARRED
SO DEEPLY,
YOU SAID ITS A FLOWER WHO PETAI OPEN AND CLOSE,
YES IN AN USUAL WAY SOMETHING CURIOUSLY UNKNOWN,
RE-WOLF I CALL IT,
PETALS ITSELF TO THE MOON,
FLOWER=RE-WOLF
A BACKWARDS FLOWER,
THAT HOWLS TO THE MOON,
EPIPHYLLUM OXYPETALUM.
'REWOLF'
IN THE GARDEN GREW A FLOWER,
ALONE IT GREW ITSELF,
ONLY AT NIGHT A CERTAIN HOUR,
THE FLOWER PETALS ITSELF,
I PEEKED OUT THE WINDOW,
IT EVEN SHOWED A LIGHT GLOW,
OPEN UP ITS PETALS IN AN USUAL WAY,
I DON'T KNOW!
I MENTIONED THIS TO A FLORIST SO CURIOUS
IT WAS TO ME,
THE FLORIST GOT REAL QUIT AS THEY STARRED
SO DEEPLY,
YOU SAID ITS A FLOWER WHO PETAI OPEN AND CLOSE,
YES IN AN USUAL WAY SOMETHING CURIOUSLY UNKNOWN,
RE-WOLF I CALL IT,
PETALS ITSELF TO THE MOON,
FLOWER=RE-WOLF
A BACKWARDS FLOWER,
THAT HOWLS TO THE MOON,
EPIPHYLLUM OXYPETALUM.
'REWOLF'
IN THE GARDEN GREW A FLOWER,
ALONE IT GREW ITSELF,
ONLY AT NIGHT A CERTAIN HOUR,
THE FLOWER PETALS ITSELF,
I PEEKED OUT THE WINDOW,
IT EVEN SHOWED A LIGHT GLOW,
OPEN UP ITS PETALS IN AN USUAL WAY,
I DON'T KNOW!
I MENTIONED THIS TO A FLORIST SO CURIOUS
IT WAS TO ME,
THE FLORIST GOT REAL QUIT AS THEY STARRED
SO DEEPLY,
YOU SAID ITS A FLOWER WHO PETAI OPEN AND CLOSE,
YES IN AN USUAL WAY SOMETHING CURIOUSLY UNKNOWN,
RE-WOLF I CALL IT,
PETALS ITSELF TO THE MOON,
FLOWER=RE-WOLF
A BACKWARDS FLOWER,
THAT HOWLS TO THE MOON,
EPIPHYLLUM OXYPETALUM.
Lycoris’ enchanting smell is carried by the breeze
Around it swarm honey bees
Above it stand ancient trees
Close by are blood red poppies
Lycoris looks like it was made of sweet glaze
And its ravishing appearance will amaze
Its red visage looks like fiery blaze
But it is safe to touch and upon it gaze
Nearby there are flowers from cannonball tree
They reflect force that can change destiny
Their magnificence and majesty
Excites the senses like omen of immortality
But flowers that out world reflect with their beauty
So enchanting they are almost eerie
And their smell will make one dizzy
Are Epiphyllum, Peonies, Carla Lilies, and Dahlia last one easy
Dahlia is complex and purple that is why
It reflects post spirits that lie
Beyond azure sky
Above which only holy falcon will fly
But there is one more flower that looks up the sky
The one that reflects the very Great Eye
It’s not immortal but soul will never die
Its Anemones dark blue that midnight would imply
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