Rene Rose

There was a girl named Rene Rose
For hours and hours she sat alone
Happily drinking English tea
Watching garden flowers grow
Fascinated she sat and gazed 
All around were beautiful colours 
And playful shapes
Butterflies cocoon and bees pollinate
Spiders web and worms rotate...

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