hall we begin with an orchid?
It describes thy hidden purity
This ails every woman’s thoughts, whom envy
The pure heart and innocence of thee.
Orchid only aims for thy graceful mind
That so many men crave to marry
And desire to make love to at each twilight
Time; until they deprive thee from thy pure beauty,
Which thee were given an Amaryllis for
The radiant smile thee use to embellish each
Ugly aspect, either in the lost soul of a human
Or in the dying and falling petals of a flower.
Let us move on to the Bluebell
A flower which names thee for thy humility
No one would dare belittle thy graceful modesty
That if dare so, their conscience would eschew to do
Any disgraceful and malignant act to betide
For, it does not match thy charming character
Men shall be chastised and chased from the face of earth
Castigate by the woman whom bored the flower of Lilac
Once, in her mind and beauty
And then bored the son to mistreat the flower
Of another woman whom had fallen with him
And given him the flower of Bird of Paradise
But by pure naivety, had given her a four-leaf clover
Thy flower shall always be reserved and praised
Never let loose and astray
Certes, Thee is a woman of respect and pure of innocence
However, thy flower woman can never stay pure
And blossom every other season
Once touch by the hands of love
It loses all innocence and purity given by God
A woman can never be Virgin Mary