Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
My fiddle song,
Is finally through.
The strings squeaked and squawked,
Like a dying toad,
And immediately the whole room,
Hit the road.
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Roses are Red Poems
PuisiRoses are red, Violets are blue, If you don't read my book, I WILL FIND YOU. Unlike most roses are red books on Wattpad, my book contains over 100 COMPLETELY ORIGINAL poems. Enjoy!
