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