Little Miss Homo Sapien's Cave

Random Rhyming

Picking out the petals

of a flower in bloom

Whether I’m loved or not

by the serpent in plume

Stepping on the pedal

whereupon black fumes loom;

Weather has been downcast,

for sky’s not looked up to.

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