Roses are red, violets are blue, When I see you, I play with my poo.
Roses are red
Explanation
Explain Bear
Listen here, genius. This joke is funny because it rhymes. It's supposed to be a love poem. But instead of saying something romantic, this dude says he plays with his own poo when he sees the other person. You are probably the kind of guy who eats the yellow snow.
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