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Bo Burnham & Chance Bone
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On the third of June, at a minute past two,
where once was a person, a flower now grew.
Five daisies arranged on a large outdoor stage
in front of a ten-acre pasture of sage.
In a changing room, a lily poses.
At the DMV, rows of roses.
The world was much crueler an hour ago.
I’m glad someone decided to give flowers a go.
Flowers was written by Bo Burnham.
Flowers was produced by Bo Burnham.
Bo Burnham released Flowers on Tue Oct 01 2013.