Roses are red
Roses are white
Violets stand up
For the roses who fight
Daisies are yellow
Grass is green
Daisies are mellow
Grass gives them self esteem
Sunflowers are tall
Clover is small
Clovers, they smile
To the sunflowers in style
Daisies are white
After quite a fight
But it's all cool now
I don't know quite how
When I was little
I would smile
Running around for quite a while
But now everything is sour
Now I know the real definition of power
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I should've known this was coming
I should've tried to tell you
YOU ARE READING
Pinto Lesbeans
PoetryMore angsty poetry about my issues and stuff. Also possibly some very vague poems either about friendship problems or relationships. Have fun! This book falls in line with a series of poetry books I have created. The first one is How to be a Bisexua...
