She liked flowers a lot. And so, she planted.
She tended her garden, each and everyday.
But the flowers didn't seem to bloom, or prosper.

"Maybe the holes aren't big enough," she thought
And so she dug bigger ones, thinking,
"The bigger the hole, the healthier the flowers."

After a while, the garden was trashed
by people that didn't seem care.
Flowers never grew, and the soil became sterile.
She was found with a puddle of blood around her,
deep trenches in in her garden.