A poet could not but be gay
in such a jocund company
Ironically it looks like a pseudonarcissus to me.
Actually yeah, you're probably right, but I couldn't be arsed looking it up - all the bulbs in my garden are wild, I didn't plant any of them, I just look after them wherever they come up.
Did anyone else not see the 'in my garden' bit of the title and think it was going to say something like 'in my arse'?
I would guess you were the only one, pup. Wishful thinking won't get you everywhere!
Oooh, I dunno about that...