The Little Flower Shop

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The Little Flower Shop

 

Lets go searching through the jungle

Where the green leafs makes us tumble

Where the elephant's roar, through the skies will soar,

It's the curiosity shop; flower shop

It's the curiosity shop; flower shop

 

If there's a smell we adore, with fruity colours galore

Be it red or white or stop, maybe yellow will hit the spot.

It's a taste we endure; carrying memories I'm sure

It's the curiosity shop; flower shop

It's the curiosity shop; flower shop

 

If we take to the fields, seeking all that it yields,

Curiosity Stops, Curiosity Stops.

As the bird's sing in rhyme, with a dream on the line,

It's the real; Flower Shop

It's the real; Flower Shop

 

 

By Maurice Lennon

November 2001