the rose family

The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But now the theory goes
That the apple's a rose,
And the pear is,
and so's The plum, I suppose.
The dear only knows
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose
But were always a rose.

robert frost

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