In the Pen Volume 2: #25: Prickly
Ouch! 'Twas a rose's thorn
But lack, 'tis true beauty
Of red, of white, of golden yellow
Ouch! 'Twas another rose's thorn
Verily unto mine eyes I see new light
Of blue, of purple, of silky pink
Prick me upon my finger sweet rose
And I will match your red petals
With my flowing blood
However, I could never match
The beauty in your life
With the turmoil of my own
Perhaps I should ready my throne
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