Every single day poppies grow,
And in the night their colours glow,
Quietly, they grow in peace and harmony
But the story behind them is not quite funny.
100 years ago, guns went POW! POW! POW!
I'm glad I didn't live then, rather now!
Bombs went EXPLODE! Men crashed down,
When they found out death, they were left in a frown
streams of tears and blood grew deeper,
And the one who had to clean up, is a heavy sleeper.
This is the stories behind these pretty flowers,
And in London there they made towers
So please wear poppies today?