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The Shady Roses
The roses are always shady,
you think their friendly
but then when you pick them
their thorny.
Shady are we
beauty lays close
but our roots are deeper yet,
and our thorns now they,
they are known to bite.
thorny
thorny are we.
Roses a perfumed bed
for a drowsy head,
thorns will prick
but dreams will slip
and the nightmares will take grip.
you think their friendly
but then when you pick them
their thorny.
Shady are we
beauty lays close
but our roots are deeper yet,
and our thorns now they,
they are known to bite.
thorny
thorny are we.
Roses a perfumed bed
for a drowsy head,
thorns will prick
but dreams will slip
and the nightmares will take grip.
Published 12th Jul 2015
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