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?!
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 have five fingers, and the middle one is for u.
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."
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
Roses are red, grass is greener. When I think of you, I play with my wiener
Roses are red, violets are blue, this poem doesn’t make sense, washing machine.
well i dont have a joke but...i have a poem my dick is red your pussy is blue i...lied to you
Roses are red Violets are blue I have a gun GET IN THE VAN!!
