daisies are a flower.
i guess they smell nice.
but i have never really thought flowers smell good.
now that i think about i’m not exactly sure what a daisy looks like.
is it one of those small yellow flowers.
or is it white.
maybe i should have talked about a girl named daisy.
Ivy Lopez
daisey’s in a salad, what a terrible thing to put in a salad he grumbled. he then proceeded to spen 15 minutes describing the reasons why one should never use daises in a salad. then he got tired of using the word salad
ben Alden
irrelevant, not smelling good, neither me nor she.. if the daisy is a she. may be a dogs name (possibilities still here with the daisies). i dont need them but they can stay with me.
shadowboxer
friendly and tall, the flower stood still as the little girl sniffed her sunny center. Flower had dreamed of speaking to one of these beautiful smelling humans for days, since her birth really. The little girl’s blonde hair wisped across flowers petals and she couldn’t contain herself.
Laura Savage
flower white summer meadow sunny simple child dance flowy
Rochelle
Daisies are my favorite flowers. Daddy always gave me dasies when I was a child. It reminds me of love. Not just the loves me loves me not stuff. But real love. I miss my daddy,
Debbie Lawrence
daisy was a nice cow who the farmer got milk from every morning. the cow lived in the field with all the daisys in it and was very a happy cow. the farmer sold the milk to the dairy to to sold on to the supermarkets
bk
flowers are what flowers be and simply slowly bending trees so i can be a tree like we as if the tree were lazily…playing…i am a daisy…like the cup of time like the disaster of time like the water and wine like every other rhyme
bend
She was a friend of mine, Daisy.
Picking up the days as she left them. A winning combo was being with her and her sister. A winter dawn brought out the light in her eyes and a creak singled out her face.
Bradley
Its a fucking flower and I hate this game.
Kevin Shannon
The white peddles glisten in the morning sun. The dew drips as the birds sing happily… another day in paradise. My head throbs and I cannot quite focus on anything but that daisy.
Vertalenn
song. a sng i heard long ago.
A daisy. riding a bicycle.
unusual. it is so very unusual to write a song about a bicycle.
I like bikes.
Perrelia
Daisy, what a pretty flower. Though I I can’t understand why it’s so popular. Pansies are so much better. I love Daisy duck though. She’s awesome and totally puts Donald in his place. I don’t know why he is always such a jerk but Daisy is always theire to make things better.
Jesse Jane
Hey daisy may, is L’l Abner around? I always admired your neat dress. Can we get together?
lawrence berezin
daisies are nice flowers and they are very beautiful. Daisy
simba
Daisy are flowers that grow up in people’s yards. They are very pretty and a lot of people like daisies. They are very colorful and they grow up in a place where it’s colorful (most of the time, anyways). Daisies come in different shapes and sizes, but they are always the same color. Daisies are very nice to smell, but I guess not to people who are allergic, huh? Well, daisies are very pretty good I guess.
ChickenCereal
pure
white
yellow
simple
gatsby
innocent
spring
new
awakening
fragile
bree lotts
it’s a pretty neat flower. White with a yellow center I think? They don’t smell very good, but they’re girly and frilly and that’s what women like I guess. I think there is a mickey mouse character named Daisy too.
Cassie Champagne
I’ll give you a daisy a day, and then I will realize there are no more daisies left in my garden. I will become despondent… I will avoid the garden… You may turn to a new source for your daisies.
I don’t even like daisies… I am glad you have all my daisies.
I shall grow begonias!
lory
chain smelling snorkel flower young hallway outdoors zen father steps concrete hollywood
awed
Yellow petals peppered with bees blooming in a field of poppies, hide the lady with the brown and tan stripes. She has a hangover.
a. carpenter
in a field of daffodils
a yellow sea of sameness
we found a single black sheep
or really white,
for a daisy stood in the crowd
maybe shorter than the rest,
but in heart
larger and more fantastical
than anything else that lived
in that beautiful garden
vyanh
Daisies are the flowers of simplicity. No matter where you are and how you feel, a daisy can truly make you happy. Breathing in the wonderful aromas of the flower, all your troubles go away.
reuvypoo
It is a flower and there is not much to be said.
It is beautyful, I wish I was A Daisy..
I could grow, and live and fly abowe all the rest.. People would see me for what I really am.
MrsSofia
Daisy Buchanan might have been pretty, but I don’t think she did right by Mr. Gatsby. The fact that she did not even show up at his funeral just further proves how fickle and untrustworthy some people are. Let this book serve as a lesson to everyone to only spend time on those that make you a priority too.
PnL
I love daisies. They always remind me of simple pleasures and friendly smiles from strangers. I don’t have any special stories about them, no heart warming anecdotes….just an inexplicable love for the flower that some consider a weed. Simple, honest, and beautiful.
J Wolf
I met a fellow at the gate with a daisy on a plate. I loved the daisy but not the man. Went away and never came back. wish I had that chance again.
Maybe now when you see a daisy you will stop to think about love and the little man with the daisy at the gate.
aprilgill
Daisies are really magnificent things. They float through meadows and fields like a schooner through a smooth sea. They are what dreams are made of and they blanket the world in joy. If I could eat them I would. With ketchup.
Jos8ua
I already wrote about the word Daisey, but hey, I’ll give it another shot. I’m at work waiting for 5 o’clock to hit, why not write about daisies? Fuck it. I hate flowers!!
Thomas Prando
Daisy, daisy, give me your answer…
Why kill the crew?
Psychotic computers, those silicon children, cause oh ever so many problems, all over the universe…
And who is to blame? Why, the parents, of course. Us. We. Man.
Kaze
But daisy is such a common word. Trite, unhappy. Daisy. daisy daisy daisy. Hate. I hate daisys. Such pests. Weeds, all of them. There’s nothing more I enjoy than going outside and ripping up some daisys by the roots and hurling them over the fence. Let the neighbors deal with that one.
mizu
Daisy was a nice girl. Blonde hair, blue eyes. You know the type. Innocent, but underneath it all, she was wild at heart. People said she was sweet, and it was true enough, they just didn’t really know her like she knew herself.
Clae
Daisy was a cow. She was a beautiful cow her fleece as white as snow. No one knew what she could see, and everyone knew she wouldn’t tell. Why, you wonder? The things that Daisy sees is too gruesome for anyone else to bear. She like sit that way. It makes her feel good that she has a secret.
Mickayla
what is a daisy? a reason for mass murder? that’s probably what most people think. actually, that makes no sense, but what really does make sense? am I capable of writing anything that is not a question? a single daisy. she loves me, she loves me not… what misery may it bring?
Somebody Jones
please, take care of me, take care of everything there is and that there wil be, I will never be the same without out or after you, I’ll be forever yours. Sicerelly,
World
Paulo
beautiful yellow fragile love not worried
mike laesch
a daisy is part of the world, just as you and me. it grows and lives like you and me, but it also dies and brings desperation to those who loved it. if we could be able to create a form that could protect the daisy, the daisy lovers everywhere could live care-free. the daisy would be safe.
merlin
flowers are absolutely the most beautiful thing int he world. Meg Ryan once said that daisies were the friendliest of flowers. I just got back from a camp where daisy was the color also known as yellow…as though yellow were always happy and friendly like a daisy. Daisies remind me of the sun as though they had rays that danced out of their center onto everything around them in the world. I thought of taking pictures in a field full of daisies, but I have no idea where one is, so that makes it quite difficult to do that in the first place. I imagine daisies are good flowers to give to your grandmother…especially mine because she’s full of sunshine in the first place. I really do love her. Yellow is tha favorite color of many of my best friends because
Julia Esser
if i saw a daisy today, i think i would say to myself, “why is it that this flower is growing here in my garden? who planted it? is it fully bloomed? shit i gotta stopped getting so stoned and forgetting shit.”
anthony church
a favorite flower of a southern woman that I know who sits behind a desk and talks about her childhood. She now reminds me of a daisy especially when she wears yellow and white
daisies are a flower.
i guess they smell nice.
but i have never really thought flowers smell good.
now that i think about i’m not exactly sure what a daisy looks like.
is it one of those small yellow flowers.
or is it white.
maybe i should have talked about a girl named daisy.
daisey’s in a salad, what a terrible thing to put in a salad he grumbled. he then proceeded to spen 15 minutes describing the reasons why one should never use daises in a salad. then he got tired of using the word salad
irrelevant, not smelling good, neither me nor she.. if the daisy is a she. may be a dogs name (possibilities still here with the daisies). i dont need them but they can stay with me.
friendly and tall, the flower stood still as the little girl sniffed her sunny center. Flower had dreamed of speaking to one of these beautiful smelling humans for days, since her birth really. The little girl’s blonde hair wisped across flowers petals and she couldn’t contain herself.
flower white summer meadow sunny simple child dance flowy
Daisies are my favorite flowers. Daddy always gave me dasies when I was a child. It reminds me of love. Not just the loves me loves me not stuff. But real love. I miss my daddy,
daisy was a nice cow who the farmer got milk from every morning. the cow lived in the field with all the daisys in it and was very a happy cow. the farmer sold the milk to the dairy to to sold on to the supermarkets
flowers are what flowers be and simply slowly bending trees so i can be a tree like we as if the tree were lazily…playing…i am a daisy…like the cup of time like the disaster of time like the water and wine like every other rhyme
She was a friend of mine, Daisy.
Picking up the days as she left them. A winning combo was being with her and her sister. A winter dawn brought out the light in her eyes and a creak singled out her face.
Its a fucking flower and I hate this game.
The white peddles glisten in the morning sun. The dew drips as the birds sing happily… another day in paradise. My head throbs and I cannot quite focus on anything but that daisy.
song. a sng i heard long ago.
A daisy. riding a bicycle.
unusual. it is so very unusual to write a song about a bicycle.
I like bikes.
Daisy, what a pretty flower. Though I I can’t understand why it’s so popular. Pansies are so much better. I love Daisy duck though. She’s awesome and totally puts Donald in his place. I don’t know why he is always such a jerk but Daisy is always theire to make things better.
Hey daisy may, is L’l Abner around? I always admired your neat dress. Can we get together?
daisies are nice flowers and they are very beautiful. Daisy
Daisy are flowers that grow up in people’s yards. They are very pretty and a lot of people like daisies. They are very colorful and they grow up in a place where it’s colorful (most of the time, anyways). Daisies come in different shapes and sizes, but they are always the same color. Daisies are very nice to smell, but I guess not to people who are allergic, huh? Well, daisies are very pretty good I guess.
pure
white
yellow
simple
gatsby
innocent
spring
new
awakening
fragile
it’s a pretty neat flower. White with a yellow center I think? They don’t smell very good, but they’re girly and frilly and that’s what women like I guess. I think there is a mickey mouse character named Daisy too.
I’ll give you a daisy a day, and then I will realize there are no more daisies left in my garden. I will become despondent… I will avoid the garden… You may turn to a new source for your daisies.
I don’t even like daisies… I am glad you have all my daisies.
I shall grow begonias!
chain smelling snorkel flower young hallway outdoors zen father steps concrete hollywood
Yellow petals peppered with bees blooming in a field of poppies, hide the lady with the brown and tan stripes. She has a hangover.
in a field of daffodils
a yellow sea of sameness
we found a single black sheep
or really white,
for a daisy stood in the crowd
maybe shorter than the rest,
but in heart
larger and more fantastical
than anything else that lived
in that beautiful garden
Daisies are the flowers of simplicity. No matter where you are and how you feel, a daisy can truly make you happy. Breathing in the wonderful aromas of the flower, all your troubles go away.
It is a flower and there is not much to be said.
It is beautyful, I wish I was A Daisy..
I could grow, and live and fly abowe all the rest.. People would see me for what I really am.
Daisy Buchanan might have been pretty, but I don’t think she did right by Mr. Gatsby. The fact that she did not even show up at his funeral just further proves how fickle and untrustworthy some people are. Let this book serve as a lesson to everyone to only spend time on those that make you a priority too.
I love daisies. They always remind me of simple pleasures and friendly smiles from strangers. I don’t have any special stories about them, no heart warming anecdotes….just an inexplicable love for the flower that some consider a weed. Simple, honest, and beautiful.
I met a fellow at the gate with a daisy on a plate. I loved the daisy but not the man. Went away and never came back. wish I had that chance again.
Maybe now when you see a daisy you will stop to think about love and the little man with the daisy at the gate.
Daisies are really magnificent things. They float through meadows and fields like a schooner through a smooth sea. They are what dreams are made of and they blanket the world in joy. If I could eat them I would. With ketchup.
I already wrote about the word Daisey, but hey, I’ll give it another shot. I’m at work waiting for 5 o’clock to hit, why not write about daisies? Fuck it. I hate flowers!!
Daisy, daisy, give me your answer…
Why kill the crew?
Psychotic computers, those silicon children, cause oh ever so many problems, all over the universe…
And who is to blame? Why, the parents, of course. Us. We. Man.
But daisy is such a common word. Trite, unhappy. Daisy. daisy daisy daisy. Hate. I hate daisys. Such pests. Weeds, all of them. There’s nothing more I enjoy than going outside and ripping up some daisys by the roots and hurling them over the fence. Let the neighbors deal with that one.
Daisy was a nice girl. Blonde hair, blue eyes. You know the type. Innocent, but underneath it all, she was wild at heart. People said she was sweet, and it was true enough, they just didn’t really know her like she knew herself.
Daisy was a cow. She was a beautiful cow her fleece as white as snow. No one knew what she could see, and everyone knew she wouldn’t tell. Why, you wonder? The things that Daisy sees is too gruesome for anyone else to bear. She like sit that way. It makes her feel good that she has a secret.
what is a daisy? a reason for mass murder? that’s probably what most people think. actually, that makes no sense, but what really does make sense? am I capable of writing anything that is not a question? a single daisy. she loves me, she loves me not… what misery may it bring?
please, take care of me, take care of everything there is and that there wil be, I will never be the same without out or after you, I’ll be forever yours. Sicerelly,
World
beautiful yellow fragile love not worried
a daisy is part of the world, just as you and me. it grows and lives like you and me, but it also dies and brings desperation to those who loved it. if we could be able to create a form that could protect the daisy, the daisy lovers everywhere could live care-free. the daisy would be safe.
flowers are absolutely the most beautiful thing int he world. Meg Ryan once said that daisies were the friendliest of flowers. I just got back from a camp where daisy was the color also known as yellow…as though yellow were always happy and friendly like a daisy. Daisies remind me of the sun as though they had rays that danced out of their center onto everything around them in the world. I thought of taking pictures in a field full of daisies, but I have no idea where one is, so that makes it quite difficult to do that in the first place. I imagine daisies are good flowers to give to your grandmother…especially mine because she’s full of sunshine in the first place. I really do love her. Yellow is tha favorite color of many of my best friends because
if i saw a daisy today, i think i would say to myself, “why is it that this flower is growing here in my garden? who planted it? is it fully bloomed? shit i gotta stopped getting so stoned and forgetting shit.”
a favorite flower of a southern woman that I know who sits behind a desk and talks about her childhood. She now reminds me of a daisy especially when she wears yellow and white