Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
The roses have wilted,
The violets are dead.
The sugar bowl is empty,
And so is your head.
The roses have gone,
The violets have too.
My heart is constricted
With my love for you.
The roses are growing,
New violets are too.
My love never ceases,
So I hope you stay true.
And the poem keeps going,
Like a never-ending story.
My feelings for you
Include pride and glory.
So read this poem
With wild thoughts in your head.
Flowers mean nothing,
'Cuz pretty soon, we'll all be dead.
So love me now,
And love me true.
And you'll find out,
I love you too.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
The roses have wilted,
The violets are dead.
The sugar bowl is empty,
And so is your head.
The roses have gone,
The violets have too.
My heart is constricted
With my love for you.
The roses are growing,
New violets are too.
My love never ceases,
So I hope you stay true.
And the poem keeps going,
Like a never-ending story.
My feelings for you
Include pride and glory.
So read this poem
With wild thoughts in your head.
Flowers mean nothing,
'Cuz pretty soon, we'll all be dead.
So love me now,
And love me true.
And you'll find out,
I love you too.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
