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NOBODY KNOWS
Nobody knows
Why the daisybud chose
To smell like a daisy,
And not like a rose.
Why the daisybud chose
To smell like a daisy,
And not like a rose.
Nobody knows
Why the daffodil grows
Such gold for her tresses,
Such green for her toes.
Why the daffodil grows
Such gold for her tresses,
Such green for her toes.
Nobody knows
Why the columbine shows
A dove that is going,
But never quite goes.
Why the columbine shows
A dove that is going,
But never quite goes.
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