I was pretty, once upon a time
shimmered in the sunlight
honey touched, phenomenal, photographed
A trophy to the mankind,

Then a lover woke up one day
And I was snatched from my roots
trimmed and prepared, some foils around me
Some humans acted strange,
but why would I have cared?
cause at this time I was beautified more than ever,
The lover then stopped at a door, it appears
Now there was a bell's bite in the ear
A lady came up, beautiful, echoed my thoughts
I was shifted to her, smiling, she looked
And I thought I would be taken care of
But I was left behind, a counter,  
Now my colors were fading, and I lost my shine
And my smell was no longer pleasant,
My presence was no longer pretty
So, I was thrown into a bin
cause now I was no longer a trophy to win