I have a confession to make.
I don’t like any flowers fake!
Though I’m impressed when they can get
The textures right, the details set.
Usually, when flowers I see
I take a look more carefully
To confirm whether they are real
‘Ere I indulge olfactory zeal.
These yellow flowers in a pot
Were so pretty that I forgot.
I leaned in close and deeply sniffed—
No smell! They’re fake!—I felt so miffed.
Could they not at least have put on
Some floral perfume for this con?
If they devise to fool my eyes,
My nose should like a comfort prize!