You sit in your pot showing your spikes,
Full of green wonder, but lo!
beware!
"Look at me. Haven't I grown!"
Yes, even your spiky fingers have grown.
"Come closer! come closer"
I hear your call.
Though I cannot get near you at all.
You wear your spikes like
the latest fashion trend,
Without even realizing
How they make my fingers bend!
One little prick
Oh! I'm such a dick!
Believing I could get close to you,
Without being torn in two!
But little cactus,
I love you.
My heart swells with pride,
As you call,
"I love you too!"
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