In a big loud grand rose bush
Thorns sharp as a spear
Some fairies play princesses
Tree elves Shakespeare
They practiced and practiced
And practiced the play
And they will perform at the end of the day
In a big loud grand rose bush
Petals pink as a pig
Little young Daisy
Has dropped her blond wig
The audience giggled
And Daisy turned red
“Oopsies my wig!”
She quite shyly said.