Cut fresh roses
I bet is a bad choice, a batch of brushes
I bet a better choice is, cut fresh roses
I never bet it’s set but the word bet
Can get my point around and be profound
Y surely can say sure
I only procure a cure for lonely woman
Only flowers can secure
Not for them to be obscure
Fresh cut flowers go for five
They will bring them back alive
Oh surely, when they hold them
They begin to see the light, my delight
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