Roses are red
My body is beat
Of to the grocery
Gonna buy me some meat
Christmas is over, next comes St Vs
When a passionate man should go down on his knees
But alas, he’s too shy to make the first move
To openly declare his undying love
He’ll fall back instead on anonymous notes
To tell the young maiden upon whom he dotes
He’ll offer his heart, to accept or reject
His life he would give, for hers to protect
He pledges his love, for her he doth pine
Oh beautiful maiden, be my Valentine
For you I would offer all that I’m worth
For you I would travel the ends of the earth
The maiden so favoured is really quite thrilled
So ardent a suitor, a longing fulfilled
To be someone’s sweetheart, adored and admired
A beautiful feeling, so long desired
Unfortunately all is not quite what it seams
Something is troubling, disturbing her dreams
A piece that is missing and causing her doubt
A lack so important it’s making her pout
It’s all very well to have such a beau
But to really appreciate, a girl has to know
All the ins and the outs, before doing the biz she
Should be wracking her brains and asking WHO THE HELL IS HE?
Roses are red
They're sitting on a shelf
How can you be in a relationship
With yourself?
Roses are red
I should be working
Instead I'm on Lush
I'd rather be porking
Roses are red
But they have thorns
Catch one on your clothing
And its forever torn
Roses are red
it's the thorns
that i dread
Maybe get her
some carnations instead
Roses are Red
I don't love you
Stop your crying
and all your Boo Hoo's
Roses are Red
But she would prefer them white,
spending time with her
is so much delight
I can't think of anything
that would feel more right,
because, she is my everything
and i am her Knight .
Roses are red
Flashes are bright
what became a moment
it became life
What you would expect
I already dreamt
Things you wish you had
I have been given
What one thing you wish you need
I too wish want and need
What we both need is not fame or fortune
Materials isnt what all is important
The thing we need is...
Each Other
Roses are Red
she has such
a pretty face.
how sexy she looks,
dressed in naughty lace.
But,
all of that
doesn't really matter
because who she is,
lies within her
Beautiful, charming,
Laughter.
roses are red
clovers are green
how about you and i
do something obscene?
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Remember what I said
When I slipped my dick into you ?
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
My solid hard meat
Will pound you till it sees blue
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You’re giving me head
Once I finished my screw
Sugar is sweet
And so are you
Sweating between the sheets
And a loud groan, when I did come and blew
Roses are red
Violets are blue
It’s now your legs I will spread
On your clit I will softly chew
Sugar is sweet
And so are you
Your hard nipples on your teat
I know what you want me to do
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Licking you pussy with its tiny swollen head
Feeling your orgasm, it grew and it grew
Sugar is sweet
And so are you
Intense pleasure, you know it’s a treat
My dick and your clit, pleasure for two
Roses are red
She looks great in a thong
But he is her lead
Miss Right and Mr. Wrong
Everyone knows it’s true
Hell, even she does
He is like a violent flu
She’s sweet as peach fuzz
Maybe it is guilt
Or could be pity
He is such negative tilt
She’s too smart and witty
It’ll happen again
Leopards have spots
He’ll try to fool her brain
Put her stomach in knots
I wish her only love and luck
It’s her life and choice
He is a selfish schmuck
One day she’ll find her voice
Roses are Red
She gave great Head
Violets are blue
I came hard when she was through
Roses are usually red
And spiders are best dead
Carnations suck cootie balls
A cream cheese brownie crawls
I made a mistake with a click
But I didn't do it to be a dick
I shouldn't have done it
Was like accepting a zit
Wrong I know now again
Smarter I should have been
I've erased the mistake
Drowned it in a piss lake
Should have thought more
about the one I adore
Re: above
Roses are red
His knickers are blue
If you look at his avi
One becomes two
Roses are red
and rather ubiquitous
I'd rather give poems
They are not so conspicuous.
Roes are red
Viloets are blue
Sugar is sweet
so are my treats
Roses are red
And outside it pours
While I'm doing the laundry
And I'm mopping the floors
I am looking for brightness
As the hours slip away
But the sun stays in hiding
On this long dreary day
Yet I know that I'll find it
Do you want to know why?
Because the sun will start shining
The moment that you say "hi"
A little kindness can be so valuable, yet costs almost nothing
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Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i Roses are Red
Violets are kinda blue
I should be asleep
But instead I'm posting here too
roses are red
violets are blue
i should be winding down for bed
but there's too much to do!
Roses are red
I loathe carnations
But I DO love chocolate
Especially celebrations
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
I love to fuck
How about you
Wishing for something soft
Wishing for something warm
Wishing for a long night
Wishing for a sweet kiss
Wishing for some place to fill
Any woman want to make all my wishes come true