pearl flowergirl

Pearl was a flowergirl pretty as a pettal, sweet as a rose,oh how i would love her tulips under my nose. She hadhair like bramble,my hands they would ramble.small as a daisy she made my head hazy. Each day i would see her like a busy daffodill, standing behind her till.busy busy busy with her friend lizzy.I wish all this wasnt just in my head, i would love to take her home to my specially prepared flowergirl bed, enough said.