Put the flower down,
and crush it with your foot.
Watch it paint the walk way,
in shades of violet and red.
There is nothing special,
about the flowers that you keep.
I can give you any,
and you will crush it any way.

Sunflowers are the color of the sun,
with daisies painting the way.
I will give you a tulip,
and you will return to me.
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