There was a daisy name Daisy
She thought she was going crazy
Because she was sad and lazy
On the hill where the days were hazy

There was a rose named Rose 
Every day at six, Rose arose 
And shook the sand from her nose
While the others in the garden froze

Daisy and Rose once met at a party
They both ate a sheep that was hearty
"How delicious!" cried the rose
Then spilled her drink on Daisy's clothes 

Daisy shrieked and ran to the sink 
She tried washing the stain out of her dress
But the stain was set and Daisy was upset
"This was my grandmother's dress, look at this mess!"

"What's the big deal?" retorted the rose
"I'll pay for your dress, so off you go!"
Daisy had no choice and grabbed a hose
She sprayed Rose wet and made a foe!