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breathes there a flower

Breathes there a flower with petals so red

Of whom no man hath said:

This is a flower, a beautiful flower

Fit to adorn any bower

Boldly facing sun and shower

Lying serenely in its bed !

If such there be, then mark it close

It most surely won’t be a rose

Although it is pretty, scented and sweet

It won’t be for the eyes a treat.

And it will grow in a forsaken place

Seeking in loneliness, some solace

And though it lives – it will be in vain

As it will not erase any pain

Or spread a fragrance in the air

It’s life will be lonely, insipid and bare

 

[ with apologies to sir Walter Scott….]