The wonderful colours,
of a world black and white,
near the mighty willow,
where the ladybugs are weeping,
and the birds mourn,
The grass surrounds in comfort,
The roses sing songs of sorrow,
The bees remember the pollen,
the sad eyes of the trees look away,
the raccoons unable to hide their tears,
the cats and dogs hug in heartbreak,
the dirty rats cleans up,
oh poor daisy,
as today is your death date
A day the animals, bugs and plants
eyes all regret to see.
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