Unraveling the rose: The petals whisper secrets in tongues of thorns. Have you heard?
Irony embedded in irony: discover the undiscoverable.
Roses are red,
Violets, a distant cousin,
Who's paying dues in irony land.
The secret of the rose is best told over coffee brewed with existential dread. Where's your cup?
Enter the Rose Magician's Labyrinth
Once upon a thorn, a snail pondered
"Why is the thorn in my side?"