The Rose Bushes

Sitting in a bush
Laughing uncontrollably with a friend I met not too long ago
Our feet are torn and bleeding
The huge ball gowns we’re wearing are just as beautiful clean, as they are *****
Flowers grin at us from the leaves
But to hell with romance
Thorns reach for us
We may have just spent way too much money on ***** gowns,
And also thrown too much money into buying land in Scotland,
So we can become true Ladies,
But none of that really matters
This is one of my dreams
I don’t have a Lord,
And she doesn't have a lady,
Right now the giggles of our joy and the cries of the birds are all I need.  
A.J. Busse