“Roses are red, violets are blue, all I want to do is wrap my words around you!”

“Roses are red,Violets are blue,Never Ross, I heart the fuck out of you.”

“Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm schizophrenic, and so am I.”

“Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm sick of this poem, you probably are too.”

“Roses are red violets are blue, God made me pretty, what happened to you?”

“I would almost plead for a pinprick of salvation, to pierce the burden, the damned skin of words wrapped around me.”

“It felt as if I was suddenly walking around in wet socks, weighing my feet down as if two kids were sitting on my feet with their legs wrapped around mine.”