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Bluebells



Seven bluebells in a crystal vase

Will put a smile upon her face

Chocolate's not nutritious

And roses make her suspicious

And she's never really cared for itchy lace

She sees compliments as lies

Poetry as a disguise

A way to say things I would rather never tell

But nothing has such power

As a tiny little flower

Her favorite's a freshly picked bluebell