poem (eating flowers)
p oem (eating flowers) A jumble, a lovely cultured voice With whispers, tiny flowers exploding Everywhere, everywhere. A real johnny Jump-up falls face down into The yellow cake. I love to eat flowers Only flowers. Would you like some dessert? I am desert. How do you spell dessert? It is not a good likeness, but it is a good painting. in little bits. I use only little bits. They are speaking of botany, not of wholesome lilies in flight, not for a momen t