by Gwen Gyldenege
Have you ever known the joy of a flower in your lapel?
A blossom in your button hole?
A daisy, not so racy. It maybe spicy very nice see?
A rose is true as gold. Sweet reminders of ye of olde.
Bachelor Button is truly somethin'.
Dandelion, please no cryin'.
Buttercup so nice and yellow, please can I kiss that fellow?
Hello bluebell, oh yes, please do tell.
Tinsey Tansy love me a pansy.
Hippy hoppy lots of poppies.
Leave your rage and get some russian sage.
But do unfold, it's spicy told, the marigold so brave and bold.