When None-so-Pretty, meadow maid,
appeared that sun-filled morning,
she swayed her silk magenta dress
and had the suitors swarming.
Sweet William, first to catch her eye,
was stirred by their connection,
but None-so-Pretty felt, alas,
no genuine affection.
Each bachelor's buttons popped with pride
when Pretty showed him favor,
but soon enough his pride would fall
when maiden's fervor wavered.
It seemed her fate to live a life
beneath a virgin's bower,
when Johnny Jump Up showed his face
at the eleventh hour.
His purple suit with yellow shirt
made Pretty's heart beat harder,
so now they live in wedded bliss
that blooms with passion's ardor.
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Author Notes
The names in bold are names of wildflowers. The illustration is a cultivated pansy, not exactly identical to the wild pansy, Johnny Jump Up, but it's as close as I could find.
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