Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Roses are Red

Roses are red black is black come by me and I will attack, don’t be scared be brave like a bear, smile don’t frown or I will make a sound, count to six and I will hit, say you sorry or I will ripe your diary, months go by as I make cry, Throw a punch and I will hunt, If your not tame then I will beat you with a cane, be afraid because your in pain…

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