Flowers
The flowers in my mind
Are like an Aquarius full moon
Ready to bloom
On a broom
Without any gloom.
We fly high
In the sky
Like an A7 jet
On a mission
Like a vet.
As we cross over
Into Neverland
We have a plan
To withstand
Like a man.
We command
As we demand
A surreal plan
To withstand
Like the land.
Flowers 2
Big beautiful flowers
Are a good way
To start the day
For a great stay
In a far away place.
I see red, pink, orange flowers.
Some are white
With little yellow tulips
In the middle
Like a riddle.
The blossom and bloom
Without any gloom
Full of perfume
Like a Great Dane
On a plane.
The flowers
Smell sweet
Like a street
With a beat
In heat
They are wonderful
And bountiful
Like a fountain
On a train
To its destiny.
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