"Imogene why do you wear floral shirts?" He asked.
"I like flowers. They're beautiful." She replied.
"Whats your favorite flower?" He asked.
"I like daises." She replied.
"Why daises?" He asked.
"Because I'm delicate like a daisy." She replied.
"You could be my daisy perhaps." He replied.
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Imogene
PoetryImogene was the girl no one understood. He's the only one who did. He thought she was pretty special.
