“The rose is red, the violet's blue, Sugar's sweet and so are you. If you love me as I love you, No knife can cut our love in two. My love for you will never fail As long as pussy has a tail.”

“Roses are red and violets are purple,sugar is sweet and so is maple surple.”

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

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

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

“But he also knew that there is an inflationary aspect to love, and that should his mother, or Rose, or any of those who loved him find out about each other, they would not be able to help but feel of lesser value. He knew that I love you also means, I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will live you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you,and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else. He knew that it is, by love's definition, impossible to love two people.”