• Roses are red,
    Violets scream.
    We all hop,
    To get ice cream.

    Violets are blue,
    Roses might bleed,
    But I will never
    Allow you to proceed.

    Tulips are any color,
    Daffidils, only white,
    And we're only arguing,
    On this long winter night.

    Weeds are BAD,
    Trees are BIG,
    And I really enjoy,
    Wearing your wig.

    Sticks fall from trees,
    Rain falls from clouds,
    And in a mud puddle,
    I wear a shroud.

    SUnflowers are tall,
    Daisies are short,
    And during the summer,
    I enjoy good torte.

    Laughing is fun,
    Crying is not fun,
    And this is a poem,
    About tasty crums.

    This poem may suck,
    Yes, this I know.
    But you might enjoy,
    These lovely little clothes.

    My tummy is big,
    Filled with another life,
    But I'm not very loving,
    I'm not even a wife.

    I've got deep pockets,
    That I fill with my lies,
    And you believe all of them,
    Right down to these pies.

    I've got a job,
    That I don't really enjoy,
    Coworkers think I'm stupid,
    They treat me like a boy.

    I'm on this new diet,
    It doesn't work though,
    It's where you eat food,
    Where the calories are low.

    I'm with this man,
    And he hates me severely.
    So I show him all the love I can muster,
    I treat him dearly.

    Roses are expensive,
    Violets..are not.
    And we buy roses,
    So we can't afford blood clots.