Does anybody know of a poem in which the speaker says (or thinks):

"What bloody flowers!"

???

This is a long shot, but there's one here:

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Les

You're right (that's not "it") but thanks.

Anybody else?

Perhaps:

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or:

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A not terribly good peom by Orwell, just search the page for bloody flowers.

Or:

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(first poem)

A First World War poem, perhaps? The WWI iconography of poppies...

Marian-NYC, did you ever find this poem?

I know I heard or read it somewhere in the last ten years, but can't remember where, or exactly how it goes. I vaguely recall that it began with, or included, lines something like

"Thank you for the flowers", she said,
"I was wrong and you were right"

but I haven't been able to find these lines, or variants of them, on the Internet. I also vaguely recall that the subject was a man who had had a row with his girlfriend because he was jealous of her flirting with other guys. She phones him and thanks him for some flowers which she received anonymously but which she assumes came from him as a make-up gesture; but after he puts down the phone he says or thinks to himself "What bloody flowers?", revealing to the reader that he wasn't the one who sent them.

"Thank you for the flowers" she said
As she gently swayed and bowed her head.
"I'm sorry for the things I said last night,
I was wrong and you were right".
And as we wandered arm in arm through the moonlit hours
I thought to myself "What bloody flowers?".

anon.