Seven roses, I had, counting one by one thinking what each it means,
the white rose, clean and pure,
like God's heart so dearly,
black evil and darkness,
satan's mind our enemy,
red love and kisses,
the world floating above,
blue dreams and wishes,
when I am asleep every night,
yellow fun and sunny,
out side where I play with my friends,
I had in a shop licking my lolipop,
exporing the forest,
adoring baby and puppies.
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