Roses Are Red

roses  are red violets are blue my love for you is so true anything for you I would do but pet a tiger at the zoo I'd tie your lace on your shoe in  the   mornings make breakfast just  for you where this is coming from I have no clue but I will search until I have a breakthrough  I'll  shield you from the  rain dew but I'll only be able to stop a few and this poem needs analytic review  i am a poet   and you're a collector of internal revenue put his relationship is way over due you remind me of a woodland caribou  to you none is equal to  I know your fear of the  grey kangaroo so I bought a self defense weapon a giant timber bamboo although of the security review roses are red violets are not really blue but I'll forever be stuck to you like wood glue