wordsworth wrote a poem of a golden daffodil
and the poem he wrote to this day read still
while out walking with sister her name was dorothy
the poem that he wrote    now a part of history

written in  the lakes  by the name of  glencoyne bay
he saw a host of daffodils they began to sway
in the springtine breeze they began to dance away
and now the poem is read to this very day

while out walking with sister in the year of 1802
a host of golden daffodils came in to his view
they took his heart away.  inspired the poem he wrote
and all around the world. people they still quote
    
this poem is written on fact