The photo is lovely,

Pristine white sheets in a field of blooms
Palms outstretched overhead
But the hassle of the framing
Puts me far from the mood
To enjoy such a perfect photo framing

Imagine if a bird flew over
Or the ants in the flower beds
Decided you smelled like food
The date’d be ruined and take forever
To clean
And that’s just not worth the hassle.