Beneath the earth with innocence I lie
A perennial plant, my family name Rosacea, A Rose am I
Found amongst a bush or standing tall within a shrub
Many consider Me, a symbol, of love
Used for occasions big and small
Use me to greet that special person you meet
My fragrance so sweet, my coloured petals so vibrantly bright
With a look of innocence, like in love, deceive you I might
For beneath my petals hidden from the light
Along my stem, with thorns I do fight
Protecting me....My thorns I need
Piercing your skin, they'll make you bleed
So hold me gently, treat me right
You don't want my thorns
My thorns to fight
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