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Roses are red, Yo mom's lips are blue, she sucked off that Smurf and did me up too.
Roses are red, violets are yellow, that guy that just fucked Yo mama is a jolly good fellow
Roses are red, violets are blue, I gave your mom a dollar and she fucked me too!
Roses are red, Yo mama's a witch, give her a quarter and she'll be your bitch.
Violets are blue, roses are red, please tell Yo mama that she gives some good head.
Roses are red, violets are whack, damn Yo mama smells like ass crack.
I don't mean to be mean, but Yo mama needs Listerine, not a sip, not a swallow, but the whole damn bottle.
This is a fact, Yo mama's breath is wack, she needs a Tic, not a Tac, but the whole damn pack.
Roses are red, I'm at the door, Yo mama has a cup saying Change for the poor.'
Roses are red, violets are blue, Yo mama stinks, and so do you.
Roses are red, violets are blue, what Yo mama needs is a good shampoo.
Roses are red, violets are blue, Yo mama asked what's stupid and poor, and I said you.
Roses are red, violets are grey, I hate to say this, but Yo mama is gay.
Roses are red, violets are grey, Yo mama's so ugly, I don't know what to say.
Roses are red, violets are blue, a bitch like Yo mama belongs in a zoo.
Roses are red, violets are blue, Yo mama's breath smells like five day old stew.
One good snap deserves another, so between my legs you'll find your mother.
I'm a little teapot Short and stout Here is my handle And here is a note from my shrink He says I'm getting better! Last week, I thought I was a toaster oven!! Ah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah!!!
Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet And what a big tuffet she had. So if you're feeling insecure Just stand next to her And then you won't feel quite so bad. Thank you.
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy So he changed his name to Ed Asner. Thank you.
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe And, boy, did it stink in there. Tank you.
Jack be nimble Jack be quick Jack jumped over The candlestick And burned his butt. Thank you.
This little piggy went to market This little piggy stayed home And this little piggy got her own prime-time sitcom And it really kills me because I'm so much more talented than she is. Thank you.
Mary had a little lamb With mint jelly. Thank you.
Jack Sprat could eat no fat So he became macrobiotic and a giant pain in the neck. Thank you.
Thirty days hath September April, June, and November All the rest have thirty-one Except for my Uncle Spit who was given thirty to life. Thank you.
Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called Information for numbers he could've easily looked up in the phone book. Thank you.
Beans, beans The musical fruit The more you eat The more they kick you off the air if you finish this poem. Thank you.
Roses are red Violets are blue That's what they say But it just isn't true Roses are red And apples are, too But violets are violet Violets aren't blue An orange is orange But Greeland's not green A pinky's not pink So what does it mean? To call something blue when it's not We defile it But, ah, what the heck It's hard to rhyme violet.
Roses are Red Violets are Blue Daniel Loves Sheep, And Nick does too. Yippee
Roses are red, violets are yellow, that guy that just fucked Yo mama is a jolly good fellow
Roses are red, violets are blue, I gave your mom a dollar and she fucked me too!
Roses are red, Yo mama's a witch, give her a quarter and she'll be your bitch.
Violets are blue, roses are red, please tell Yo mama that she gives some good head.
Roses are red, violets are whack, damn Yo mama smells like ass crack.
I don't mean to be mean, but Yo mama needs Listerine, not a sip, not a swallow, but the whole damn bottle.
This is a fact, Yo mama's breath is wack, she needs a Tic, not a Tac, but the whole damn pack.
Roses are red, I'm at the door, Yo mama has a cup saying Change for the poor.'
Roses are red, violets are blue, Yo mama stinks, and so do you.
Roses are red, violets are blue, what Yo mama needs is a good shampoo.
Roses are red, violets are blue, Yo mama asked what's stupid and poor, and I said you.
Roses are red, violets are grey, I hate to say this, but Yo mama is gay.
Roses are red, violets are grey, Yo mama's so ugly, I don't know what to say.
Roses are red, violets are blue, a bitch like Yo mama belongs in a zoo.
Roses are red, violets are blue, Yo mama's breath smells like five day old stew.
One good snap deserves another, so between my legs you'll find your mother.
I'm a little teapot Short and stout Here is my handle And here is a note from my shrink He says I'm getting better! Last week, I thought I was a toaster oven!! Ah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah!!!
Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet And what a big tuffet she had. So if you're feeling insecure Just stand next to her And then you won't feel quite so bad. Thank you.
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy So he changed his name to Ed Asner. Thank you.
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe And, boy, did it stink in there. Tank you.
Jack be nimble Jack be quick Jack jumped over The candlestick And burned his butt. Thank you.
This little piggy went to market This little piggy stayed home And this little piggy got her own prime-time sitcom And it really kills me because I'm so much more talented than she is. Thank you.
Mary had a little lamb With mint jelly. Thank you.
Jack Sprat could eat no fat So he became macrobiotic and a giant pain in the neck. Thank you.
Thirty days hath September April, June, and November All the rest have thirty-one Except for my Uncle Spit who was given thirty to life. Thank you.
Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called Information for numbers he could've easily looked up in the phone book. Thank you.
Beans, beans The musical fruit The more you eat The more they kick you off the air if you finish this poem. Thank you.
Roses are red Violets are blue That's what they say But it just isn't true Roses are red And apples are, too But violets are violet Violets aren't blue An orange is orange But Greeland's not green A pinky's not pink So what does it mean? To call something blue when it's not We defile it But, ah, what the heck It's hard to rhyme violet.
Roses are Red Violets are Blue Daniel Loves Sheep, And Nick does too. Yippee
