Rafflesia
by Dan Nickrent
The tallest tales a botanist tells Are usually meant to tease ya But hang on to your hats my friends This one's about Rafflesia To Sumatra the Dutch had sailed In search of gold and treasure The "greatest prodigy of the vegetable world" Has value that's hard to measure The Queen of Parasites Brown named For Sir Raffles' and Arnold's prize The grandest flower in the world A full three feet in size! She's a parasite inside a vine Fifteen pounds does a flower weigh No stems, no leaves, no dirty roots She's thrown them all away And then the topic of her smell Most certainly not a rose! But whether she really stinks at all Depends upon the nose
And now my dear it isn't clear What creature spreads these plants It could be ants, it could be squirrels Or even elephants! From whirling saws and hungry mouths Her habitat is shrinking What took nature countless years to make Could disappear in a blinking Her haven's still and dark and moist On Mount Kinabalu This sanctuary's a great first step For her preservation's overdue
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