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Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I don't have a reason,
To listen to you.

Why do you talk,
While I put tape on your mouth?
Why to you smile,
When most people would pout?

You think you are clever,
You think you're my friend,
I would rather die,
Than talk to you again.

Dedicated to Peter Zwart. HAHAHAHAHA

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