Not all roses are red,
Violets aren’t really blue.
My poetry sucks a whole lot,
As this one clearly shows you.
Not all roses are red,
Violets aren’t really blue.
My poetry sucks a whole lot,
As this one clearly shows you.
There once was a bird from Nantucket.
It could squawk, but couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket.
The parrot needed lessons to sing,
So its proud voice it could ring,
Instead of all day just saying, “Suck it!”
~Fallon Ray