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Blue Rose Bush

Roses are roses That don't naturally come in blue Maybe a rose is a rose yet Roses are red, violets are blue Looking a little blue myself today Thinking of roses enjoying the scenery, I come upon a rose bush It was far from blue, I smiled Trios of natural colors, pink, red and yellow rose bushes Beautifully line up by the sidewalk lasted a minute vividly My mind was starting to play tricks on me again The rose bushes were turning blue right before my eyes Roses are red, violets are blue A rose is a rose But on a blue day maybe roses are blue for a sec I sniffed the blue rose bush with a lot on my mind I lift my head back up and the rose turned red again I smile and carried on away from the blue rose bush

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