Roses are red Violets are blue God made me pretty WHAT THE FRICK HAPPENED TO YOU
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roses are red, violets are blue, I’m sorry you look like my old beat up shoe
Roses are red violets are blue. I have five fingers two of them are for you.
Roses are red Violets are blue Your wife needs Jon grudon too.
Jack and Jill went up the hill to smoke some marihuana, Jack got high and slapped his thigh and said you know you wanna, Jill said yes picked up her dress and said lets have some fun, silly ole Jill forgot her pill and know they have a son.
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 red Violets are blue I have a gun GET IN THE VAN!!
roses are red, violets are blue, I'll be the dolphin, you can be the jellyfish
Roses are red violets are blue, like my hole uncle bill is making me full, better run here he comes.
roses are red tomatoes are redder I think we both know I like you better
It's amazing how many things ryme with blue.
Blue, sue, stew, poo, screw, new, boo, do, rue, glue, you, to, too, flew, you, goo, zoo, two, moo, woo, ooh, blew...
Roses are red Violets are blue If hes busy on Valentines day the side chick is you
Roses are red violets are blue cause comes near my Willy
by the way this isnt a joke or a poem i just want to say please check out gwens puns there good
Roses are red violets are blue i thought voldemort was ugly but then i met you.
I don’t have a joke but a poem about a sex/dark joke
Row Row Row your boat Gently down the stream Merrily merrily merrily I can make you scream
Jack and Jill went up the hill, they turned to drunks and have no will, Jill said to Jack your love reveal, then think of building me a still.
What is bill Cosby's favorite poem? Roses are red, my cum is blue, I'll wait till your asleep to rape you
(This is a cruel joke, do not say this to anyone it just popped up in my mind)
Roses are Red Violet's are blue yo grandma died, yo dad left you too, now you living with yo old grandma coot. 'oh' let's not forget yo mom left you to, you gon live alone, die alone, with no roses on yo casket too.
