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Forest Flower | ||
| High up in the forest green Waits a flower to be seen. White and yellow, stripes of brown, It's the finest one around. Popping from a palm-like blade It is very strangely made. Do the monkeys like the sight That they see from lofty height? Do the birds all come to sip Nectar with a pointed lip? As a hiker I can say I am glad I passed this way. | ||
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