Roses are red Violets are blue I know a pedophile And he says he knows you
pass around the roses, their casket full of hoses, crash it, watch it, the water! OH SHIT ITS GONNA BLOW
Roses are red, don’t touch the toys, these are what the priests use to lure in the boys.
lets tell a secret about each other...ill go first i hate you
blood is red.bruses are blue i ferget the rest...um i hate 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 red violets are blue she is hot but you're as ugly as poo
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 black, violets are black I’m colorblind
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, I like girls from the south, a 425-pound teacher gets suspended after sitting on a kids head and farting in his mouth.
roses are gay violets are also gay if you read you are gay
There were 5 cows on a farm, one mom and 4 calves. The first calf goes up to the mom and says, "Momma, why is my name Rose?" The mother cow replies, "Well sweetie, when you were born, a rose petal fell on your head". The second calf walks up and asks, "Momma, why is my name Lily?", to which the mom replies "Well honey, when you were born, a single lily petal fell on your head". The third calf walks up, but before it can get a word out, the fourth calf screams at the top of its lungs. The mother cow yells, "Shut up, Cinderblock!"
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 red, violets are not, everyone at Grant high school is probably a thot.
Roses are red, violets are black, I traded my son for 10 big macs
Roses are red Violets are blue How many bananas can I fit, Maybe two?
Roses are red Roses are red Roses are red I smell burnt toast
