This was written for my best friend, Rose, on her birthday, so this is for her xxx xxx
Dressed in a coat made of green
She has a beauty yet to be seen
Underneath her dressings
It's been told
She has a heart that's made of gold
She keeps herself warm,
She's wrapped up tight,
Ready to release her rouge delight
She collects herself full of pose,
The out she comes, she is the rose.
