There is that beauty, then there is the thorn,
There is the luscious beauty born.
As you gaze at its adorning crown,
Beware, the hidden thorn,
It waits to prick you,
The fragrant rose is full of pride,
Its beauty famed by lovers,
Its blooms, serenade gardens,
Its shrubs, an unrivaled attraction.
Amongst all the chosen beauties,
the world has ever known,
there has never been an enchanted beauty,
Like that of a rose.
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