Words...

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Sugar is sweet

And so are you

But the roses have wilted

And the violets are dead

The sugar bowls are empty

And my wrists are stained red...

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

OH MY. a brutal little poem for its brevity. WOW. well done

[s y e]

Wow this started of all loving and the twist is sick! i love it, ha. Nicely done.

~ Noodle.

[JJWeves]

Thanks :) The twist throws people off the loving track into a twisted version of the classic poem.

[s y e]

Yes it certainly does. You done that, too.