Do not approach
Unless I let you come
You should be aware
I am a cactus for some
I have my needles ready
For the impeccable and bright
Oh, I am a cactus
My profession is to fight
Don’t try to bend humbly
I do not sympathise
With common lot of philistines
Only my repulsions rise
I am a desert cactus
Proud to be one
Don’t try to force your way
I am resistant to sun.