26 November 2012
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Why can't they think of, Something new?
I'm tired of hearing, The same old lines, What we need, Is a new design.
Something which, Isn't the same old flout, Straight from the heart, How about...
Grass is green, The sun is yellow, But our great love, Is a vibrant rainbow.
Rose Are Red... • Opuss № I