There are five cows on a farm, one mamma cow and four baby calves. The first baby walks up to the mom and asks, “Momma, why is my name Rose?” The mommy cow replies, “Well honey, a rose petal fell on your head when you were born.” The next calf comes up and asks, “Momma, why is my name Lily?” The mother replies, “Because honey, a lily petal fell on your head when you were born.” The third baby comes up and asks, “Momma, why is my name Daisy?” The momma cow again replieds" Well, when you were born a daisy petal fell on your head." The final baby walks over and says, “Huh Ruh Buh Duh!” The momma cow says, “Shut up, Cinderblock!”

Roses are red,my name is Dan,I have a gun,GET IN THE VAN!

Roses are red Violets are blue, I’d get in the van if I where you…

Roses are red, I dont know why, Living is hard, I want to die.

roses are dead, violets are dead, I am a bad gardener.

Roses are Red Violets are Blue I have a gun Get in the van

Boy: why is my sister named Rose Dad: someone threw a rose out of a car and it hit her in the head Boy: okay Dad Dad: No problem Brick

What’s better than roses on a piano?

Tulips on an organ.

Roses are red, violets are blue, fortnite is dead and so are you.

roses are red, violets are blue, i have five fingers, and the middle one is for u.

Roses are red shit is brown get that dick out my ass so we can go to town

Am I the only one who gives people in the neighborhood names they don’t know they have? Like “Blue truck dude”, “Loud dog guy”, “Nice old lady with the rose bushes”, “That slut across the street”,

Girl 1: Dad, why is my name rose? Dad: because a rose landed on your head. Girl 2: Hey dad, why is my name daisy? Dad: because a daisy landed on your head. Boy: Hitddvjkyrefbhhhrurrrr! Dad: Oh, Hey Brick!

what did the pedophile say to the kid. “roses are red ,my name is dan ,i have a gun get in the van”

Roses are red Grass is green I think of you sucking my peen

Roses are red Violets are blue I have schizophrenia And so do I

Roses are red,my name is Dan…tdm,I have a gun,GET IN THE VAN!

Roses are red, violets are blue, this poem doesn’t make sense, washing machine.

Roses are red, violets are blue, You think violets are blue, what the hell is wrong with you.

Roses are red Walls are made of plaster Schoolchildren can move fast But bullets can move faster