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Roses are Red

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Roses are Red,๐ŸŒน

The week's halfway through,

Happy Wednesday,

The weekend's in view.๐Ÿ‘€

--

Roses are red

Perhaps that's true

But did you know

That some are blue?

--

Roses are red

A whisper spoken in the ear.

That makes the boundaries disappear.

The heart defends, the spirit sighs.

Then falls into those waiting eyes.

Lynn's Ache:

Roses are Red,๐ŸŒน
The heavens above,
Love needs no language,
To whisper of love.

A heart already knows,

What eyes gently say,

Every beautiful promise,

She gives in her own way.

Roses are Red, ๐ŸŒน
The moon shines so bright, ๐ŸŒ›
Moonlight paints the water,
With a silver light.

Make a wish upon each star, ๐ŸŒŸ
Till mornings is in sight,
Loving ๐Ÿ’› thoughts to find you, โค๏ธ
Every single night.

Roses are Red, ๐ŸŒน
The washer & dryer complies,
The washing machine gremlins, ๐Ÿ‘ฝ
Collect their prize. ๐Ÿ†

With tiny giggles,
And sneaky eyes,
They steal the panties and leave one sock behind,
Just to hear our sighs. ๐Ÿคฌ

Roses are red

Laundry appliances'

Mischievous thoughts

Defy all sciences

--

Perhaps they wish

A collection of panties

Unwashed to stash

In a realm of Dante's

--

Quote by loveZoey2

Roses are Red, ๐ŸŒน
The moon shines so bright, ๐ŸŒ›

--

Roses are red

The moon you present

Is sufficient to make

Me quite content ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜‡

--

Roses are Red, ๐ŸŒน

The dawn glows anew,๐ŸŒป

Sunday's first sunlight, ๐ŸŒž

Came quietly through.

It wrapped her in warmth,

With dreams yet to keep, ๐ŸŒœ

The morning whispered, ๐Ÿคซ

"Stay lost in your sleep." ๐Ÿ˜ด

Happy Sunday๐Ÿซถ

Roses are red

For satisfaction supreme

Girls like to date

The Lions football team.

.

They have so many moves

All well rehearsed

But most important of all

Is they never come first.

to "Lynn's "Realm of Dante's"":

Roses are Red, ๐ŸŒน

It's no realm of Dante's,

Those pesky laundry gremlins, ๐Ÿ‘น

Have formed their own families. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ
.

The evidence agrees, ๐Ÿ”

The Gremlin Mafia, ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ

They never say "please,"

With tiny laundries' fees. ๐Ÿ’ฐ
.

They fence stolen panties, ๐Ÿ‘™

In underground black-market racks,

Leaving one lonely sock, ๐Ÿงฆ

To throw us off track. ๐Ÿ˜•
.

โš ๏ธ"Leave one sock behind, it's their calling card," you've been warned. โš ๏ธ

Roses are Red, ๐ŸŒน

I've worn a hole in my one sock,

It's Tired Tuesday,

I'm in shock.

Roses are Red, ๐ŸŒน
Soft as her skin,
The cotton bloom lingered,
Awakening within.

Goosebumps soon blossomed, ๐ŸŒผ
Too delicate to see,
Yet every silent caress,
Lives forever in thee.

Roses are Red, ๐ŸŒน
The world stood still, ๐ŸŒŽ
While one dreamed,
Peaceful and still.

The other stayed watchful,
With love as her guide,
Giving up sleep,
To stand by her side.

To Lynn's Ode:

Roses are Red, ๐ŸŒน
A suspect's in sight, ๐Ÿ‘€
Caught by the washer,
In broad daylight! ๐Ÿงบ

She turns with surprise,
But something seems wise,
A suspicious little glance,
And mischief in her eyes.

Is she with the Gremlin Mafia crew? ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ
Or the mastermind behind what they do?
The evidence mounts,
As investigators shout,

Another pair of panties,
Has mysteriously fled,
Authorities now wonder,
Was the laundry thief misled?

The case grows stranger,
As witnesses testify,
She may be the Gremlin's accomplice,
With secrets she won't deny.

One thing is certain,
Before she can flee,
Someone's stealing panties,
From the laundry machine! ๐Ÿ‘™