A Bunch Of Wild Flowers
Poem By Terry Donovan
He went to the florist and bought a bunch of roses for Meg.
They were red and beautiful and cost him an arm and a leg.
I walked along the hedgerow picking wild flowers galore
Until I had the loveliest bunch anyone ever saw.
I gave them to Meg, she said 'Thank you' and gave me a beautiful grin,
Adding 'Don't call me - I'll call you' and threw them in the bin.