It's always the roses

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Roses, roses, roses

It's always that – but what of us?

The lilies, the orchids

We promise we make no fuss

Roses, and blood, and roses, roses

But what of golden?

The bright ­– the lively

It's always the roses

Are we of the unwisely?

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