by: Murray, Kirsten
It's nae fair!
Naebody looks at me.
I'm a poor little poppy in a flooer shoppie.
It's ayewis the reed roses or the delightful daffoldils.
One mean loon came ower and picked aff ma petals.
It's nae fair.
I have been put on the reduced table
An it's only the auld wifies that look
An they niver buy
Ma leaves are wiltin
An aa I want tae say is
BUY ME! BUY ME! BUY ME!