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 is empty and so is your head...
After you my love my only prize...
will be a bullet between your eyes...
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot...
these describes everything your not...
what inspired this fabulous rhyme?
two parts gin, one part lime...
My feeling for you no words can tell...
except for maybe "go to hell!"
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