apparently the poem was supposed to rhyme.
Flowers have many petals
and a man has many loves
I don’t care about any others
just you, my little dove
apparently the poem was supposed to rhyme.
Flowers have many petals
and a man has many loves
I don’t care about any others
just you, my little dove
a poem about “a flower”
I pulled the petals,
one by one,
Until the love of a girl
Was verified, scientifically
And then I thought
How much nicer it would be
To have that flower back