The blossoms look like a treat, all pink and lovely, along the street. Taste, I did, while on a jaunt, but not so good, I report from the haunt. They are a flavor I do not savor. So wispy. So thin. So plain. Not crispy. So now I look, but do not eat, the glorious flowers along the street.
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