My version of the Roses are Red Poem in MW3:
I thought Soap could trust you And so did I too So WHY IN BLOODY HELL DOES MAKAROV KNOW YOU?!
This is a poem my younger sister when she was three, recited to a crowd and I will never forget it. It is very short though.
Good night, sleep tight, wake up bright in the morning light, to do what's right, with all your might.
roses are red violets are blue if you ever feel alone i'm always watching you
My girlfriend asked me to write her a poem for Valentines Day: Roses are red, Watches are gold. Get on your knees, And do as you're told.
Jack and Jill Went up the hill to have some hanky panky. Silly Jill forgot her pill. And now there's little Franky.
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Roses are red He shows no remorse
Santa claus Has joined the terrorist force
Roses are red Violets are too You better run I’m following you
roses are red, unlike the rest, i'm the one who has your IP address.
Roses are red, grass is greener. When I think of you, I play with my wiener
A couple is sitting down, holding hands, and having a picnic after their wedding when the husband's friend walks over and says,
"Jenny and Jonathan sittin in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, the comes abrupt, tragic miscarriage! Then comes blame. Then comes despair, two hearts damaged, beyond repair. Johnathan leaves Jenny, and writes on the tree: D-I-V-O-R-C-E."
Roses are blood red, violets are twilight-hued your blood was delectable and so was the rest of you.
roses are red, violets are blue, I've got a bouquet in my pants for you
A guy and girl had sex poem competition. Guy: "Two times two is four, four plus five is nine. I can put mine in yours, but you can't put yours in mine." Girl: "Two times two is four, four plus five is nine. I know the length of yours, but you won't know the depth of mine."
roses r red
idk what is brass
I tell myself
don’t touch grass
roses are red, violets are blue, i have five fingers, and the middle one is for u.
Roses are red Violets are blue A face like your's belongs in a zoo don't worry i'll be there too not in a cage but laughing at you.
roses are red, violets are blue, my mom and dad died, next you'll be gone to
Roses are red, violets are blue, this poem doesn’t make sense, washing machine.
Rose are red balls are round skirts are up painties are down belly to belly skin to skin when its stiff stick it in.
