Roses are red
Marie and Lynn have it right
There's only one thing to do
And that desire I won't fight
Snug in my bed
Where it's nice and warm
Won't you both join
While we wait out the storm
Roses are red
Last night it snowed deep as fuck
Fuck fuck fuck fuck
Fuck fuck fuck fuck
Sorry...I hate snow
Roses are red
All the way to page four
Oh my we're behind
In adding to more
I know I'm at fault
For not adding more rhyme
Just don't ask
What I've been doing with my time
;-)
She was known as local bike
everyone was on foot for a strike
Shouting out slogans
YEARNINGS
Youth eagerly and relentlessly needing intense nightly group seduction
Harry was quite fond of smoking pot
Which he and his friends did a lot
Kiss everywhere then fuck
sounds like a perfect routine... follows with Vanessa
You forgot a puddle... jumping and splashing all around in it :-)
A man quickly ran to a tree
Hiding behind it desperately looking to pee
Roses are red
Lynn enforces the rule
Come on strip off
Sorry if I drool
