Dear Austrocephalocereus,
I envy your array:
Your majesty mysterious
In green and oxford gray

Oh, Austrocephalocereus,
If I, like you, could stand
Amid my peers with stately grace
It would indeed be grand

But, yet – I am delirious
To aim so high and free:
No Austrocephalocereus
Can come
From such
As me

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Green-Eyed Monster