Roses are bright red
Violets are a deep blue;
No matter how many hours we're together,
When you leave I still miss you.
my kk was gone
and her ginger was sad
but now that she's back
i'm feeling rad
now roses are red
and i was so blue
remember my kk
i will always love you
Roses are red
Kk is back
Now gingers mood
Is not quite so black
KK is back and playing in forum
Theres no doubt about it
We have lost some decorum
SORRY KK it is in fun honest
Roses are red
Rosie's back too
And always the light
Makes my heart ring true
So post here and there
Whatever you do
Til I find Sonia
I'm following you
Roses are red
And cost more than a penny
Bet you all thought
That I'd rhyme that with Jenny...
(smart arses......)
Roses are red
And I'm under Cindy
And given that thought
It makes me quite windy
Though Cindy is lovely
I'm quite out of luck
As she doesn't want men
So I'll just read a book.
Roses are red
You remember red don't ya?
I won't rhyme with Cindi
Or even with Frank
I'm trying to get through
And maybe get spanked.
:-D
You are my rose and all that is red like the apple of my eye, and so, here I am sitting on the bed with my pen and pad trying to think of poem to write to you. Roses are red, violets are blue . . .
The words escape me. I can't think of what say.
You're lips are soft and the moister left behind on my lips is only a prelude. You're skin is smooth and my lips would love to kiss you but they don't. Your hand caresses me and I mature, how strangely you work upon me. Our silhouettes grow. I'm exhausted. My body is hot, so your body gives me water. I need more so you give me more--more . . . more! Thank you. I am refreshed, and I'm here with you girl. You grow still; I grow, your body shivers, and we grow. Your voice tickles my ear, "That was good". I open my eyes. I wish it was you I see but it is not you just another flower by any other name.
And so here I am sitting with my pen and pad. I have been an hour writing this thing. And still the words have not come to me. I look down at the bed. She is sleeping now and the words come to me.
Roses are red, violets are blue but forget about the blue for my kiss is only for you.
Roses are red
And they have leaves
People from Liverpool
Are criminals and thieves
Now Carl is a scouser
And comes from there
He will rob you blind
Without any care
So lock up your valuables
When he is around
He's quick and he's nimble
And doesnt make a sound
When he steals your jewellery
your car or your purse
Its not really his fault though
Its the old scouser curse
Roses are red, that is a fact
Just like KK's pizzas are black
Though not good for eating, it has to be said,
They're fantastic for slicing up concrete. Or bread.
Roses are red
How beautiful they grow
I have to thank Cindy
for not giving me a "I told you so"
Your friendship is pure
and so is your heart
I just wish I listened
right from the start
@ PleasedToMeetMe
Bobbie is right,
(About some things, at least).
Come have giggles and japes
As on laughter we feast.
Close the door on what's done,
Leave the rubbish behind,
But "The Sexiest" crown...
We all know that it's MINE.
To Bobbie and Cindy
I love you, you two
Your words make me smile
as only you both can do
But I must be honest
As you both will see
The title of sexiest
Belongs to just me
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Bella's vacation is over
She is blue too.
Roses are red
Wine is so yummy
It slide down my throat
Right into my tummy;)

Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed. Roses are red
We don't tire of sayin'
But it's only the start
Of the word game we're playin'
We laugh and we smile
Insult and defame
But we know all the while
It's just part of the game
But if someone is sad
If we think they're in trouble
Friends rush to help
Come round at the double
With comforting words
Gather round in a huddle
And open their arms
For an internet cuddle
To make us feel warm
And sooth away pain
Our friends with their love
Make us happy again.
Rose are red
KK is a cow
She needs to start running
And she needs to start now
She gave me wedgie
in one of the threads
I am going to slap her arse
When I find where she heads
For all of you people
That think a row brews here
KK is a friend
I love very dear
Roses are red
Violets are Blue
Gil is back now
His submission is due
Kneel at my feet
And do as you're told
Ill reward you so long as
You're as good as gold
Worship me
Do as you're told
And you will recieve
Pleasure you cant behold
Welcome back Gil
You have been missed
Im gonna run like fuck now
Cause you're gonna be pissed lol
RUNS AND HIDES
Roses are red
Unless they are white
Which makes the start of this poem
A load of old shite
Grass is green
Unless it is brown
And eating yellow snow
Will make you do more than frown
The sky is blue
Unless it's raining
It's been sunny recently
So I'm not complaining
Roses are red
SirLoin is just great
But with chips and some mushrooms
He would look glorious on my plate