Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
The roses are wilting,
The violets are dead,
The sugar bowl is empty,
Just like your head.
If you had any sense,
You'd stay out of my way,
You can tell I'm not having,
The greatest of days.
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Lines ever more unclear, Not sure I'm even here...
Just a strange little rhyme that came into my head....
. ________ /R. I. P.
Three very different limericks. There was a young man full of sorrow. Who was scared that he might wake tomorrow. So he cooked up a potion. To end this emotion.
You are my blue sky,. My sunrise,. The stars that twinkle in the skies,. You are the apples in my eyes,. You are the moon and the stars,. The beauties of musical bars,.
All day long I leap, I jump and I hop around I have a vivid green skin, that's the way I'm found My home is cool ponds and pools of freshwaters My protruding eyes keep me safe from any predators Now...
18+ .. Btw this flicks from a view similar to mine; to a satirical viewpoint from perspective of others.. And some places in between, but on the whole it's rambling nonsense....
#fridayfun Traces of me lay bare Elevated, unaware Empirical nuances -filter through You rarely notice, it's cruel By@yikici You've grown immune to my needs, watching as destruction plants it's...
There once was a peanut who lived in a shell. Day after day, thatβs where he would dwell. Dreaming of heaven: saw life as a hell. He longed for the fingers to fracture his cell.
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