Rose Jokes

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!"

What's better than roses on a piano?

Tulips on an organ.

Roses are red, I don't know why, Living is hard, I want to die.

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

Blood is red.

Bruises are blue. I forget the rest... um, I hate you...?

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

Roses are red, violets are blue. If you ever feel alone, I'm always watching you.

Roses are red. Violets are blue. When I'm taking out the trash, I remember you.

Roses are red. He shows no remorse.

Santa Claus Has joined the terrorist force.

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!

Roses are red, violets are blue, she is hot, but you're as ugly as poo.

Who's the smallest wife??

Micro-wife.

Roses are red, violets are blue, My heart is dead, I’m such a fool.

Roses are red, That much is true, But violets are purple, Not F***ing blue!

Roses are red.

My soul is black.

I am never getting my dad back.

Roses are red, don’t touch the toys, these are what the priests use to lure in the boys.

Roses are red, violets are blue, I don't know why I am still alive for you.

Roses are red, violets are black. Why is your chest as flat as your back?

ok this isn't a joke but it's funny.

Roses are red, nuts are brown, Skirts go up, pants go down. Body to body, skin to skin, when it's stiff, stick it in. It goes in dry, comes out wet, the longer it's in, the stronger it gets. It comes out dripping and starts to sag, It's not what you think, it's a lipton tea bag.

Get your mind out of the gutter.

Roses are red, life has no meaning, voices in my head, are constantly screaming.