Cactus Maiden, sharp of thorn,
How I wish that you were shorn
Of each deadly barb and lance—
Then I’d ask you out to dance!
Photo and poem © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher

How I wish that you were shorn
Of each deadly barb and lance—
Then I’d ask you out to dance!
Photo and poem © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
