Hienadils
As I wandered o’er the lonely hills
And walked along the sea.
I saw a patch of daffodils
Just watching and staring at me.
I slowing approached with glee,
But they just laughed at me.
They were hyenas laughing their hearts out with glee,
But I was a stone cold snake with no teehee.
So that’s why in that patch of daffodils I planted a patch of weeds.
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