Red as blood – her face was
Full of shining clause
Spilling, spilling in the air – her face resembled tropopause
Couldn't stand it – couldn't stay
She shouted through applause
"Roses are red" – they said
Through the deafening pause
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Red as Blood
Red as blood – her face was
Full of shining clause
Spilling, spilling in the air – her face resembled tropopause
Couldn't stand it – couldn't stay
She shouted through applause
"Roses are red" – they said
Through the deafening pause