Roses are red
Violets are blue
Why doesn't KK and ginger
Get a room, were tired of
Hearing it..........
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Expressing love
Is what roses Do
This is a place
To let love out
To feel safe
To love not pout
Please be nice
I love this thread
All sugar and spice
For Roses are Red
Its a place I'm free
To show my love
And to just be
With friends up above
Roses are red
All said and done
We only come here
To have some fun
Roses are red
I am blue
Sugar is bitter
I hate you
Roses are red and violets are blue,
Live and let live, it's the right thing to do.
What works for them might not for all,
So who gives a damn, it's really their call.
If you can't accept what others may do,
The fault's not with them, the fault lies with YOU!
So, unscrew your head and leave your hatred behind,
The problem's not love, it's all in your mind.
People have rights and you have them too,
So let them have theirs as they do to you.
Just live your way and let others be,
It's a thing we call FREEDOM, and that you SHOULD SEE!
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
My life sucks
How about you?
Roses are red
I am still blue
Sugar left me
But I can still say thank you.
roses are red
and my posts weren't so nice
but you followed me here
to screw with me twice
I love my kk
and knows she loves me
so leave us alone
and just let us be
we'd get a room
if only we could
and just so you know
the sex would be good
Roses adorn my head
As I wake from my flowers bed
Petals falling in the breeze
Following rhythm with the trees
Spring is so full of life
Critters singing day and night
Rains fall each time to nourish
So life here can continue to flourish
How I love sweet spring
Just like birds I want to sing
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I suck at writing poetry
But I love forum stalking you
My latest story is a racy little piece about what happens when someone cute from work invites you over to watch Netflix and Chill. Roses are red and violets are blue,
Next time, just ask, it's easy to do.
This week sucked
That much is true
But no worries
I won't be blue.
Saturday is here
Lets raise a glass
In hopes of some fun
And even some sass!

Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed. Roses are red
Violets are blue.
My memory's not Hazy,
I just know the truth.
Why don't you two stop
And quit being bullies.
It's really not hard
You just quit.
Or must you request
Another new friend
To do your dirty work
While you sit back and watch
Everything fall apart
I wish you the best
In all that you do.
Roses are red
Violets are blue,
I'm using my hand
But thinking of you;)
Flowers are bright
And Sway in the sun
Come over here later
For some fucking good fun!

Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed. Roses are red
Kiera is hot
I guess she is straight
But hope that she is not
I know that ginger
Is Kieras bet friend
And to both my body
I would send
Roses are red
Too much Red Hot Whiskey to the head
Makes me dance like a stripper
And wake up looking like I'm dead
But ooh boy it was fun
Did I mention boy? I really meant boys
I looked, but did not touch
Although, their stares did bring much joy
But I was a good girl
As I danced and I twirled
I had to slow down
I was worried I'd hurl
That wouldn't be sexy
It would be rather gross
And the heels I was wearing
Were killing my toes