Shower Fight
Have you ever seen a Flower
A Single Blooms every Hour
But when comes the shower
They fight
Instead of soaring up like a kite
They became a revolting sight
Lowering themselves without delight
It is beyond not right
Soaring to new height
One day we will find our pedals of color
And grow strong through no shawl or galore
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