The rose said to the sunflower "look at me I am better than you"

"The way my petals glisten
They're like luscious lips of a reddish hue"

"I have spiny thorns that keeps danger away"

"Here I am safe till the end of my days"

And on and on did the prickly bud boast and impose

Only to hear the sunflower reply
"Silly little rose"

"I need not for thorns or petals of red"

"Only my seeds are aligned perfectly instead"

"Here I am before you, Here I stand tall"

"Thorns I have not so I can be picked and kept by all"