Showing sad poems for tag "Flower"

The good flower

Cale Lopez

I don't know how to say this.
There is a good flower, in the mist.
It runs around, and pound for pound,
Is the coolest, there is.

I see it from afar,
I look up at the stars
So far away, this is the day,
the good flower, raised the bar.

The flower is feeling lonely,
It bought a tv from sony,
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