You cannot resist noticing the tallest poppy
in blooming grace and elegance
fetchingly in stately fare
it inspires telling emotions

Homage tailored and drawn from the selves
to the fulfilled souls it garners endearments
natures talented in Creators divine proven
to the heathens and charlatans of soiled statures
the brilliance and worth of the tallest poppy
vividly challenges the scrotes and the lame

For those in dire poverty of spirit and souls
see nothing but discontentment and disharmony
in frenzied fervours and vacuous misgivings
weighted down with wild and ungifted tendencies
these base miscreants only want to cut down the tallest poppy

For in shinning light and virtuous benign fulfillment
that tallest poppy is a reminiscent memory in grace and splendor
of all that these miscreants could never be and will never be
for they are merely as weeds chaffs and fodder
far from the Royal touch of The Omnipotent Creator