Fields of Daisies
You are like a field of Daisies
Don’t you know?
You are like a field of Daisies
Bumblebees buzzing in the air
You are like a field of Daisies
Wind blowing through the air
You are like a field of Daisies
They are noble flowers don’t you know?
You are like a field of Daisies
Noble but plain
You are like a field of Daisies
Who wants to be a beautiful rose?
You are like a field of Daisies
Daisies can be picked but roses have thorns
You are like a field of Daisies
Yes, daisies are plain but simple and sweet
You are like a field of Daisies
Don’t be offended my love, my love, my love
You are like a field of Daisies
Roses are sharp, dangerous, unapproachable
You are like a field of Daisies
Make a flower crown with me
My love, you aren’t like other girls
Part of my parody poem series. Some of it is deliberately bad. Some of it I wrote when I thought I could write poetry. Guess what category this belongs to?