The beauty will take your breath
For it is the flower of death
It's reputation was disastrous
For the January of 1947 was dangerous
It's petals have a hint of purple in their mystery
The murder went down in history
The leaves close in
Then they go out like a fish fin
All though the flower is beauty
It's history is very snooty
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Blossoming Poems
PoetryA collection of poems for flowers Some poems might hold some power The gay fam isn't the most creative But some of their words are interpretative The gay fam is a massive love den So please enjoy our garden
