Roses are red,
And this is getting a bit droll.
The rhymes are exhausting,
Like debates with R. C. Sproul
Rott ist die Rose.
Wie meine Wangen,
Wenn fühle mich böse.
Du hast den dicken Schwanz,
Ich weiß das, wirklich,
So zwing es, ganz'!
Sofort! Ich will dich...
Rot sind die Rosen
Wenn es Liebe nicht gibt
Kann Lust das nicht lösen
Scheisse, auf Deutsch geht es nicht
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Hey... pssst.... that's an l (as in luscious) at the end of my name, not an i Rose are Red
Sorry don't speak German
Please no lecture
I do not need a sermon
Roses are red
Daisies are not
And now that
Is all that i got
Roses are res
Tulips are pink
My dinner dishes
Are still in the sink
Roses are red
The rhymes are quite funny
I roll on the floor
Holding my tummy
Roses are red
Ultraviolet is blue
Spray a crime scene with luminol
Blood will shine through!!
Roses are red
I am quite happy
Excuse me but
I may get sappy
Roses are red
And sometimes on sale
If you buy me a few
Ship, do not mail
Roses are red
Noodles are floppy
Do you need the original
Or can I send you a copy?
Roses are red
Foxes are clever
I like your butt
Let me touch it forever
Roses are red
like my cheeks, when I blush
which quite frequently happens
when I'm having a crush
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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
Steak should be pink
Depends who cooks it
Dont you think
Roses are red
Chocolates are so yummy
I did have a box earlier
Now they are all in my tummy
Roses are red
I am getting good at this
I should enter them as poetry
Just stfu John
Roses are red
And apt to be thorny
Now Lulu's to bed
And still feeling horny
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Hearts are black
Here's a stack of crap
Roses are red
Sold at the mall
Planted near your house
They grow up the wall
Roses are red
Violets are purple
Sky is blue
Here's a nurple
Just for you