Little King of Sorrows
Roses are red.
But violets not blue.
They're purple you dummy.
You laugh cause it's true.
Guess sky is now yellow.
Our rivers are pink.
Forests are turquoise,
If that's how we think.
My eyes are now red,
cause I'm feeling so blue.
I loved this old saying,
Till I thought it all through.
© 2013 L.K.Sorrows
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