Roses are red and so too is wine.
With KK's steak dinner it would go down just fine.
But not in my case because I don't like steak,
And I'd never touch alcohol for Heaven's sake!
So, Kiera, I hope your repast is just yummy
And you have a satisfying, filled-up full tummy.
I'll wait till you're done, nibbling at a breadstick,
But no sirloin for me, thanks, it just makes me sick.
Roses are red, just like Cinder's Nails
And I'm sure they could share some tales
Of where they have been, and what they have touched
and all the body parts they have clutched
Steak makes you sick, I hear you cry
you didn't even give my meat a try
Going commando seems to be your thing
I tried it once, but didn't like the swing
Roses are red,
SirLoin goes commando,
I hope he doesn't attempt a fandango.
The strain in his groin
Will make his eyes run,
He may need some treatment
But not from his Mum!
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Roses are red
I feel blue
When I get good news
I'll be happy for you
Roses are Red
Like a stop traffic light
If it's your lucky day,
You'll sleep with me tonight
Roses are Red,like my bank account
To afford you Kitty,an assault I must mount
upon a near cashpoint, a smash and a grab
And then all the contents, I surely must nab
Roses are Red,
Just like my pooh
I've got intestinal bleeding
Oh BooHoo
Roses are red
Today you'll be gone
The thought of you leaving
Just feels so wrong
I wish you could stay
My heart is aching
If anything happens
My heart will be breaking
We'll do what we can
And keep in touch
But I want you to know
I will miss you so much
Ill wait online
For your IM's
And treasure every email
To me that you send
Stay safe for me please
And heed my warning
So long as you do
I'll see you in the Morning
roses are red
and this much is true
when my kk is sad
it makes me feel blue
she knows that i love her
with all of my heart
cupid has hit me
with one of his darts
i feel so blessed
because she loves me
she says even more
than a good cup of tea
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm savor ing sushi
On Ginger I......chew
Roses are red
But yet my mind is blue
All I can think is just of you
But why do I feel down?
Is it just me or is it all around?
Give me a sign of peace
I will lie here and wait
Til the day I become abate
Roses are red and I'm sorry to say
That my last post in here could well be today.
It's reaching a point where the arseholes abound.
More numerous than autumn leaves on the ground.
So, unless by some miracle the trend is reversed,
I'll bow out and leave them to show us their worst.
A quick fumble in pockets
Produced twenty pence
But from here to a cashpoint
I'll drag my arse hence
To get you some dosh
And then on the way back
Buy a frock that is posh
In which to deliver
Your big wad of cash.
So here i sit
Laughing at you two
But please remember Sweet Cinders
I stayed
Because of people like you
Your humor and talent
shows up the best
so please stay right here
and just say "fuck the rest"
so with kisses and hugs
I'll leave you be
but thanks my sweet friend
you mean the world to me
Thank you, sweet Erin, for those lovely words,
And I'm thinking you're right...I'll ignore all the turds
And focus instead on my wonderful friends
Who make me laugh-giggle-snick-snicker no end,
And who keep me returning again and again,
Even (hate to admit it) some of them are men.
So Erin, up-pucker and gimme a kiss
On my rosy red lips for as long as you wish
And get yourself here much more than you do
'Cause guess what my lovely?
We all love you too.
Roses are red
And bluebells are pretty
Us Brits like tea
And we can also be Witty
We love our tea
And crumpets and toast
But Gingers the one
That I love the most
She knows it
And so do all others
Id glaldly cuddle up with her
Under my covers
Ive never considered
Not being straight
But you bi girls have cookies
Which makes me debate
Whether I should
Consider your lusts
Ur right horny birds
And in God I trust
I may aswell
Give it a go
But girls im a virgin
So take it slow
Roses are red
violets are blue
ohh my baby
can i fuck you???
Roses are red
Violets are blue
In the morning my knight
I will have you
Pound me up against the wall
Or maybe in the bed
On the beach
Our imagination is in our head
You know how I like it
You make me feel good
It's your name I'll call out
They'll hear me in my hood ;)