Double Red Daisies

Robert Graves

Double red daisies, theyre my flowers,
Which nobody else may grow.
In a big quarrelsome house like ours
They try it sometimesbut no,
I root them up because theyre my flowers,
Which nobody else may grow.

Claire has a tea-rose, but she didnt plant it;
Ben has an iris, but I dont want it.
Daisies, double red daisies for me,
The beautifulest flowers in the garden.

Double red daisy, thats my mark:
I paint it in all my books!
Its carved high up on the beech-tree bark,
How neat and lovely it looks!
So dont forget that its my trade mark;
Dont copy it in your books.

Claire has a tea-rose, but she didnt plant it;
Ben has an iris, but I dont want it.
Daisies, double red daisies for me,
The beautifulest flowers in the garden. 

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