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Friday, 27 July 2012

They urged me to be delicate


They urged me to be delicate, for that befits the rose.
Roses are quaint and lady-like, as everybody knows.
They hoped I'd have some pallor to reflect a lady's cheek,
The faintest rosy blush of pink was all they seemed to seek.

'We want you to be pretty and feminine and gentle.
We want you to evoke the thoughts that are sweetly sentimental.'
But when I blossomed I observed blue sky and golden sun!
Everything was gaudy! I wanted to have fun!
'Bring me Nature's paint-pot!' I shouted out with glee.
'Paint me scarlet, touched with gold! I want everyone to see

That I'm no prissy little flower, hiding behind a fan!
I'm an extrovert at heart, not some also-ran!'
So here I am, splendiferous! I'm taking my rightful place
Among the sunflowers of the world with a smile on my painted face

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