The Banana Chair

Rose petals turn a brown-yellow colour as the roses die on their stems.

A bee aims at your buns.

The sky threatens to shine a bit of sun on your skin.

A fly tries to taste your drink.

The banana chair grumbles underneath your weight.

You relax for a bit. The bee laughs.

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