THE ORCHID THAT NEVER LOVED. As she stared other flowers Visited and pollinated, Her bright petals were slowly wilting, Yearning for that drone To bite on her in a bathetic way She always wished. Drone swam came along, But never really wanted Her for long, Was it her that always went so wrong? Waste away to become weak and lose vitality, The borogoves and mome raths outgribing, As only erroneous wail and thoughts, Did gyre and gymble her bright petals. Her damaged petals couldn't Take much more hurt and pain, Did she deserved to have Her own dreams slane ? Eyes filled with grief, Heart filled with mimy and sorrow, She'd chant the same old love song, Waste away to become weak And lose vitality, Resigning herself to the fact That he may never come along.