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Would you like a rose?
Plethora of them on sale
Whole days weaving
From leaf to tail
Beautifully adorned with thorns
Never fail to amaze me
Free to choose if you want one
Simply, I drop one
At the telling of a tale of the tall
Variety
Would you like a rose?
I hear a rose by any other name
Still represents love
Yet induces pain
I bought one
For my woman back home
Through the door I walked
Believing she was alone
To this day I credit that rose
For it sits on the grave
Of the woman I love
From the man she used to love
Next to the man she loves now
I should get one for him as well
