Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
My conviction is strong,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
My type is blonde,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Cells are hairy,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
The variety is wide,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
Branches are slender,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
Your story is pretty,
And so is your smile.
A butterfly is beautiful,
Just like you.
