A Joke

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It's just a joke I wasn't trying to tell

What the hell?

I do not know what I am for

I wasn't really keeping score

It wasn't really a game

Flowers don't grow in an organized way

Why should I?

A bowl of sugar and some flower stems

Their spikes growing

I wanted to come from a painting

An abstraction

Calling up time and waiting on the line

'Til I finally say "I quit, baby"

It's just a joke I wasn't trying to tell

What the hell?

I still don't know what I am for

I wasn't really keeping score

It wasn't really a game

Flowers don't grow in an organized way

Why should I?