Fragrant lily
Lily so white
That shivers so cold in the breeze,
What is that sound
That thundering sound
That makes you gasp and wheeze?
'Tis an engine, my lily
My fair pretty lily
To flatten the ground for cars
Farewell my lily
My poor compressed lily,
Now buried in tarmac you are.
Of Lilies and Car Parks by La Ritournelle

