Roses are red The fireworks start When lovely Heidi Lights a fart. . Sparks of many Brilliant hues Green and red And various blues. . It's a display That can't be beaten But makes you wonder What she's eaten.
Roses are red I lack culinary arts I'm only good At cheesecake and tarts. . As for my tastes, They're not really measurable Fried eggs or melons: I find equally pleasurable.