There’s menace in the marigolds
And secrets in the flowers;
The stamen and the sepal now
Have preternatural powers
The gift of golden nature
Is a trap to snare our eyes;
It’s when we stand the most enthralled
We’re nearest our demise
Marigolds
There’s menace in the marigolds
And secrets in the flowers;
The stamen and the sepal now
Have preternatural powers
The gift of golden nature
Is a trap to snare our eyes;
It’s when we stand the most enthralled
We’re nearest our demise
Absolutely beautiful!
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