I love to have sex and my name is lex which one should i be with next i really hate my ex i just saw a huge t rex and i think you probably saw this text
Welcome for the rhyme
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 black. Why is your chest as flat as your back?
Roses are red, fishers are fishing,
I really hope you’ll be reported missing.
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.
Roses are red, I am very cool, You, on the other hand, Need to drown yourself in a pool.
Roses are red, Violets are blue, God made me pretty, WHAT THE FRICK HAPPENED TO YOU?
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 lemons are sour open your legs and give me an hour
Roses are red, violets are blue.
YOU HAVE AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE WAITING FOR YOU...
They told me I'd never be good at poetry.But to date I have made 3 jugs and a vase and they look lovely
Roses are not always red, Violets are violet, not blue. Irises are never red, Petunias can be kinda blue.
What does this tell us 'cept you can't trust a poet to tell the truth.
Roses are red, violets are blue, I don't know why I am still alive for you.
Roses are red, my blood is too. I see a lot when I lost you.
Roses are red, Your blood is too. You look like a monkey and belong in a zoo.
Do not worry, I will be there too, Not in a cage but laughing at you!
Roses are red. Walls are made of plaster. Schoolchildren can move fast, But bullets can move faster.
Roses are red.
My soul is black.
I am never getting my dad back.
Roses are blood red, violets are twilight-hued; your blood was delectable, and so was the rest of you.
Roses are blood red, violets are twilight-hued oh how I wish I was dead so that I no longer have to brood.
Death would be a reprieve as I would no longer have to be true, and I would no longer have to be around any of you.
Roses are red, violets are not, everyone at Grant High School is probably a thot.
