Ode to beauty.

In a garden there was an illusion


people thought it beautiful


but I did not see beauty


to me it was deceit


Flowers giving off a rotten


smell


An ugly perfume hell


as to lay upon a sandy


beach


with nothing to fear


but a leach


Hours to devour wine


and cheese


as the ice began to


freeze


I laughed until confused


there was no cure


for the


blues.