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A ray in the dark room
the unsettling ambience
flower befriended the fly
Juvenile was his trust
Butterfly was good with words
slick and slimy at same time
Vicious trap was all set
mind of a child at no rest
eager the flower to impress
Fly started the extraction
flower engrossed in imagery
sinister plan flowed like canary
Haunted the souls were
Oh the disgusting practice
little did the flower suspect
Ray had left disapproving
fly the sadist beamed of hubris
a laugh flower would never forget
Suddenly routine met dead end
flower felt like abomination
time played the nurse for agony
All the anguish under landslide
flower spent life in gripe
seeing the fly jibe
Flower had flustered thoughts
Flower suffered rage fits
Flower had immutable shame
Flower died reproachful
Fly remained a proud fiend
Fly found other flowers
Fly extracted and lived
if only the first Flower had spoke
