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Gentlemen, we all know;
that when a woman glowers;
Nothing makes her smile again;
like sending her some flowers!

That little gasp and wide-eyed look
You shouldn’t have - - shell say;
Means your goose has been uncooked;
But why is it that way?

Why are long-stemmed roses;
The soup de jour bouquet?
Instead of hand picked daisies;
Festooned in sweet array?

Its not the rose the melts the ice;
Or heals her heart so fast;
Its knowing what you sacrificed:
For something that won’t last.

Youve told her shes so special;
That just to make her day;
Although you KNOW it’s too much dough;
You spent it anyway..

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