Roses are red, violets are blue...
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Seems like a good day to write little not love poems. Please add one. Here's mine for today.
Roses are red, violets are blue
Vaccinate your lover
and don't get the measles.
Please add one.
Roses are red, violets are blue
Vaccinate your lover
and don't get the measles.
Please add one.
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
I love my four kids
But it's off to rehab for Roo*
* Wayne Rooney - overpaid, misbehaving footballer
Violets are blue,
Some poems rhyme
This doesn't.
violets are blue,
I have terrible trouble writing poems that scan,
Do you?
Roses are red
Gender is performative
Mass market romance
Is heteronormative.
Violets are also gray.
I can't see colors,
But I still think you're great.
-- The Dog
(stolen from my Vet's office)
Violets are violet
Bluebells are blue
Sugar is irrelevant
Violets are blue.
I up-chucked my lunch
And thought of you.
Violets are blue,
And chlamydia is
My gift for you."
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Never forget
That Jesus loves you!
Roses are red
Violets are purple
Sugar is sweet
So's maple syrple
They wither and die.
You never will catch
A gentleman's eye.
pink and maroon.
Don't bother with violets,
they die too soon
Violets are blue
I took one look
and thought, "She'll do."
Violets are blue
I bought myself flowers
As there were none from you.
Carnations are pink.
You're the one for me.
I think.
Violets are blue
Roses are red
Feeling so loved
From what you've just said.
Orchids are black.
When I'm with you
I watch my back.
Violets are blue.
I'm starting to wish,
I'd never met you.
Violets are blue
I didn't get sex
and neither did you.
Roses are red
I only love you
When we're in bed
Narcissus white,
Try that with me
And I'll put up a fight.
Salvias grey
I'm not in the mood
For a roll in the hay.
My parents said
Don't have kids
The planets dead.
Mildew and spot.
Love is a thing
I’d rather not.
Ties do bind.
Tuesday is fat
And so's your behind!
Roses are red,
And I've paid for these flowers
To get you to bed.
And the reply,
I've been past the garage.
I've seen what they cost.
If you think that'll win me,
You can go and get lost.
Violets are nice
We know what you are
Now I just need your price
But you've brought cactus green.
It's the mankiest present
That I've ever seen.
They sting and they prick.
Face up to it, mate,
You're a bit of a dick.
Memes can be danky
This is the first time I've read
the word "manky"
Pink the carnation.
The Ship is such
An education.
Violets are hip
All that I know
I learned on the Ship
Violets are blue
We learn a lot here
But is it all true?
Manhattans are moister
As long as you love me
The world is your oyster
If you’re after romance.
Beads and cloisters
Strictly nae chance.
Lilies are white.
The mere thought of you
Gives me a fright!
Aphrodisiac food.
You can ply me with them,
I'm still not in the mood.
Carnations are redder
I'll find me a girl
If she's willing, I'll bed 'er.
And so are tulips.
I'll win you over
With a few mint juleps.
They thrive in spring showers.
I long for someone
To give me some flowers.
Roses are red.
Buying me flowers
Won't get me to bed.
Daffodils yella;
I couldn't be bovvered
To find me a fella.
Roses are red
How 'bout skipping church
And staying in bed?
Heliotrope puce.
Clean up the toilet pan
After your use.
Clover is green.
Children in church --
Never heard, only seen.
Flowers have pollen
Branches have pith
It all depends whom
You stay in bed with
May be the flowers that you pick.
But you won't get a chick,
If you're just a dick.
Roses are red
Don't leave your underpants
Under the bed.
Under the bed
Go the undies, they say,
That's how you find out
Under-bed fluff is grey.
Roses are red,
Green is the sea,
If you don't clean your bedroom
You'll never have me.