Rose jokes
Roses are red, give me some limes, boy dies after masturbating 42 times.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue, there's always someone who's better than you.
Roses are red, violets are blue, but at least a dumptruck isn't as ugly as you.
Roses are red. Violets are blue. If he's busy on Valentine's Day, the side chick is you.
Roses are red, violets are blue, it's really no wonder your mama left you!
Bf: Babe, do you love me?
Gf: Of course, why do you ask?
Bf: I heard that your mom passed away, and I went to pick some roses for you to try to cheer you up, and then I remembered why I went to the garden.
Roses are red, My heart, my heart is dead. I have a gun straight to my head.
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Two gay lovers find out they are brothers.
Roses are red, violets are blue,
Your mum's so fat, she broke Britain too!
A father is talking to his three kids.
Kid 1: Why is my name Rose?
Dad: Because when you were a kid, a rose fell on your head.
Kid 2: Why is my name Lily?
Dad: Because a lily fell on your head when you were a baby.
Kid 3: Auughhghhhggghhh!
Dad: Oh hey, Brick.
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 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, your eyes are brown; never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down.
Roses are red, violets are purple, lay in my bed so I can suck your nurple.
Roses are red, Violets are fine. Why is your life So much better than mine?
Roses are red... Orphans are blue... I killed the priest so I could rape them too.
Roses are red, Obama is well spoken, I'm sorry sir, but the ice cream machine is broken.
Roses are red, I sniff marijuana, I have five fingers, The middle one is for your vagina.
Roses are red. Violets are blue. Your wife needs Jon Grudon, too.
Roses are red, violets are blue, like my hole, Uncle Bill is making me full, better run here he comes!