#1
Here's a poem.

The flowers are drunk, out of their minds
On sunlight and fresh water,
Served in a rusty watering can by the gardener,
Grinning behind the handle of his rake.

They show each other pictures of their ex-wives
And girlfriends, and tell tall tales
About the time they turned around 180 degrees
And saw the world from another angle.

The one in the corner weeps into his soil.
Slumped over, he tears off his own petals.
‘’She loves me, she loves me not…’’
The gardener’s seen it all before, and wipes his hands on his overalls.
#2
Take comma out after second line first stanza to clarify that the gardener is serving the fresh water. The second verse pushes the metaphor too far- at least in the first two lines. Cheers.

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