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Roses are red
Violets are blue
Don't be ass
Or I'll make you eat grass
Blood is red
Bruises are blue
You hurt my friends?
You think you're taboo?
Oh, damn, I'll end you
Something else is red
Something other than blue...
How much can I rhyme?
Only knowing is time
Wine is red
The sky is blue
You think you're cute?
Boys, give them the boot
Roses are red
Violets are blue
This poem is done...
Bitch.


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