Roses are red,
violets are blue,
sugar is sweet
and so are you..
but the roses are wilting,
the violets are dead,
the sugar bowl's empty,
and so is your head..
after you, my LOVE,
my only prize,
would be a bullet
between your eyes..
kind, intelligent,
loving and hot,
these describe
everything you're not..
what inspired this
fabulous rhyme?
Two parts gin,
one part lime..
my feelings for you,
no words can tell,
except for maybe,
"go to HELL.."
nice one
Posted by kimmy at January 29, 2007, 6:14 am