The only criteria is that it has to be a recognisable variation of the poem
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Sugar is sweet and so are you.
So, here are some I've come up with:
Roses are red. Violets are blue. My feet are smelly. . . I stepped in some poo! --- Roses are red. Violets are blue. The eye of Sauron says, "I SEE YOU!" --- Roses are red. Violets are blue. My girlfriend is beautiful. Our love is true. --- Blue are the violets and red are the roses. So was the sea Divided by Moses.
Posted by Telperion the Silver (Member # 6074) on :
Hell yes!!
quote:Roses are red. Violets are blue. The eye of Sauron says, "I SEE YOU!"
Posted by St. Yogi (Member # 5974) on :
This isn't mine, but I found it and thought it was cute :
Roses are red, Violets are blue. All of my base are belong to you.
Posted by Corwin (Member # 5705) on :
There's always the classic:
Roses are red, Violets are blue, I'm schizophrenic... And so am I.
Posted by Nato (Member # 1448) on :
Roses are red, And bloom in the summer, You weigh as much, As the Army's new Hummer.
Posted by Judas (Member # 7355) on :
Rosy is dead,
And Violet is too,
I think i'd start running,
If I were you....
Judas
Posted by Jonathan Howard (Member # 6934) on :
quote: Roses are red Poetry
Yates?
Anyway, I have the following:
Roses are pink, And violets are black; They then start to stink, They're off to the rack. --- Roses aren't red, Nor violets blue; They've both turned lime green, To look just like you. --- Last line read rapidly without breathing:
Violets are brown, For roses are saffron, They both are convicted Of slaughtering that petty old maniac whom we tend to refer to as "sexy_aaron". --- Roses are scarlet, And daisies are yellow: And if you'll see either, Your heart will be mellow. --- I favour this one, though:
Roses are reddish, And violets blueish; If it weren't for Christmas, The world would be Jewish. --- Red is the rose, And violet's deep pink; I'm starting to dose, For your BO does stink. --- Roses on the field are deep red and killed by vermin, And violets are blue, fore and behind; But I will never ever be such able to determine, For - alas - I still am colour blind. --- It is an ancient rose, And he hurt us, one of three. 'By your long thorn, and glittering vine, Wherefore now hurtest thou me?
The weird-plant's thorns are sharp and wide, You are his next of kin? Well, I shall tell you, plant and brat, You just committed a sin.'
[ February 06, 2005, 12:26 AM: Message edited by: Jonathan Howard ]
Posted by KarlEd (Member # 571) on :
Violets are bluish, Roses, vermillion, How do I love the? From one to a zillion!
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Violets are violet, And roses are rose, Why this should be so, Nobody knows.