Thursday, August 04, 2011

More '60's Rock and Roll

Sympathy for the Daisy

Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a pretty little flower
I've been growing in your garden, braving sun and braving shower
Smelling nice, attracting bees, and playing in the breeze.
Living life so peacefully, here among the trees

Pleased to meet you hope you caught my name

Whoo  Whooo

Then you had to come along, and pull me from the ground.
Yank my petals, one by one, 'cause of a boy you found.
He loves you, or he loves you not, as you pick away with glee.
Your hormones are your problem, what's it got to do with me.

But what's troubling me is the nature of your game

Whoo  Whooo

There's no need to dismember me, and leave me here for mulch
Discarded like a worn out shoe, abandoned in a gulch.
Why don't you just go ask him, you silly little twat.
Maybe he might love you, but I most certainly do not.
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