Yellow like the sun
Growing in the wild
Watching the time as it run
The buttercup is dancing with the wind

Someone approach
They sit here
And cut the flower off
Before leaving it in a house near

The little buttercup is laying there, dying on a table
Then baked and burned alive in a splendid pie

It ended up eated
By someone else though
The harmed petals got heated
The core got too

But the person then started to perish
Their eyes getting red
Their skin getting whitish
Their body being stuck in their bed

They ended up dead
By something they ate though
The harmed petals consumming the head
The core digging in the torso

When something or someone is destroyed, it's gonna destroy in return