full blooming a furry pink-gloss
I thought to myself in the sunshine
it looks just like candy-floss
why shouldn't I bowl up & eat it
it looks just how good things should taste
i couldn't imagine it wouldn't
& leaving it there seemed a waste
I should tell you that I didn't touch it
that I left it there in the sun
but to finish the silly story that way
simply wouldn't be fun
so I grabbed a handful of myrtle
& the bees came & joined in the fray
& that is just how I got stung in the sun
so I threw the pink myrtle away
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