Roses are red, lemons are sour.
Open your legs and give me an hour.
Roses are red, lemons are sour.
Open your legs and give me an hour.
Alright, listen up, buttercup. This "poem" is just a sleazy way of saying "wanna have sex?" Roses are red and lemons are sour? Yeah, and you're about as sharp as a marble. It's all about getting someone to spread their legs for a quickie. I can't believe I am explaining it to you. Pathetic.
Daniel King
What did the lemon 🍋 say before he took his test?
Easy! Peasy! Lemon Squeezy!