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Ok, here's a fun game: Roses are red Poetry!
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.
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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 ]
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