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Roses of Rome

I remember once stumbling upon the pebbles of Rome,
And trying to recall why rose petals tasted so good.
Is it their flavor?
Or do their thorns make them a worthy meal?

I suspect it is the pigment.
As much as it may fade, it never washes out.
And with a little time,
We have ourselves an entirely new sweater to wear.