Meh, poetry is for girls, english teachers & hippies.
So, to save some time, here\'s some I shamelessely C&P\'d
Roses are straight,
Violets are twisted,
Bend over love,
You\'re about to get f*sted.
Roses are cr*p,
Violets are w*nky,
Oooh I\'ve just come,
Pass me a h*nky.
Roses are stupid,
Violets are silly,
Grease up your fl*ps,
Cos here comes my w*lly.
Roses are awful,
Violets are the pits,
Lift up your sh*rt,
And show us your t*ts.
Roses are cr*p,
Violets are sh*t,
Sit on my face,
And wiggle a bit.
Roses make me laugh,
Violets make me titter,
You\'re a dirty b*tch,
And you love it up the sh*tter.
Roses are red,
But I like carnations,
You\'re so crap in bed,
That I f*cked your alsations.
Roses are red,
Violets are finer,
Chickens are fowl,
Just like your v*gina.
Roses are red,
It\'s elementary,
Let\'s ring up a friend,
And try d*uble-entry.
Roses are sh*t,
Violets are cr*p,
Show me your cl*t,
And I\'ll c*m in your lap.