An angel with all powers,
You're among the many rotten flowers.
You're now one even the sun evades,
& your petals seem like they've got AIDS
Your seeds are not bringing tasty fruits,
Nor can I find anyone who you'd be of your suit.
Your fragrance is one that can't be smelt,
& your love for the rest just cannot be felt.
You may be one who's asexual,
which may explain why your so unsocial.
An angel with all powers,
You're the one with unique showers.
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