Terracotta Tinfoil
Don't tell me you don't know
It's what they put plants in
The ones which do not grow
You know the kind
Whether in water or sun
Not by sugar nor love
Will these buds be bloomed
Not by catterbugs consumed
But sit alone in the shade
In their tropical climate
They will fall to the ground
In peaceful pain
You know the kind, they do not grow
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