Where have all the flowers gone?
To the grave, to the grave! !
Where have we been blown by this great storm?
to where the rainbow endz we all trove.
Where have all the flowers gone?
our broad smiles to what has nw become?
this great grief whom would have done?
to whom would our next flower belong?
Where have all the flowerz gone?
Ask the bats, dont ask the birds,
when did pollination turn to termination?
when did bread become brick?
Where have all the flowerz gone?
why are the gardens so naked with emptyness?
the beauty of the rose we lay down
where dust returns to dust
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