Roses are red,
violets are blue,
life stinks and so do you,
I love you as much
as a leper's touch
so I bid you goodbye
and hope you go die..
Leave me be you crazy old mare,
I only went out with you on a dare,
can't you see that I don't give a toss?
your hair smells like rotten old moss.
You wanted a poem and I did my rhyme,
so now you can leave and go suck a lime.