Jill Lorean - Dog-Eared Rose

I saw a dog-eared rose
Burnt by the sun and the rays that it throws
Whipped by the wind and the dust that it blows
Covered in scratches across her sweet nose

Once cheek was sagging, depressed by the heat
The other was beauty before she met beast
Like a good book that's been loved for too long
Some of her pages were tattered or gone

Gathered around were the trails of the dead
Withering warnings of how things could end
Some had been lost to the cold bitter truth
Others were plucked by the greediest fools

On her slim body was a trap she had laid
c thorn for each day of the month she had stayed
One for the rabbit and one for the deer
One for the dogs who'd come dangerously near

Now this old rose with the ears of a dog
Can still hear the thrush and he sings his sweet song
cnd still stands as tall as the neighbouring tree
cnd still has the prickles to fight off the beasts
So don't you go picking old rosie for me

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