Roses are yellow,
Violets are too.
Wait, that’s not right!
WHAT DO I DO?!
Roses are beige
Violets are beige
Damn, I spilled my paint
Roses are gray.
Violets are gray.
I’m a dog.
Well in my case it means my phone is telling me to go to sleep as it put bedtime mode on (grayscales everything)
Rose’s are red,
Violet’s are blue,
Ethel’s are green.A poem about old ladies’ panties.
(Shamelessly stolen from an episode of 8 out of 10 Cats does Countdown, but I couldn’t find the link. And their version was far more British. I think they said something like “pensioners’ knickers”.)
Roses are black
Violets are black
Everything is black
Oh god I’ve gone blind
I see a red rose and I want to paint it black…
You’ve gotta turn your UV up more.
And that’s when the acid kicked in.
