There was once a girl
who every time she passed
this one rose, would pull
off a pedal and throw it on the ground.
Having pulled off all pedals
but one, she went out of her way
for the last time to pull off the last pedal.
The rose, seeing her coming, dropped
it's last pedal to the ground willingly.
But to the girls suprise, the rose
grew new pedals instead of dying.
(Written in the late 60's when I was in college.)
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