Oh, little lilies
Do you scoff at me
As you float away on watery graves
As if they were wings that keep you alive
You drown in laughter
To see my two feet
So different from your pathetic stems
Because you could break
Break away so fast
And be swept away by a strong current
That brings you under
Oh, little lilies
I will scoff at you
As I walk away from watery graves

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