Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Your eyes are speaking,
And your lips are on mute.

Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
I have Alzheimer’s.
Cheese on toast.

Roses are red, violets aren’t all blue and whoever wrote this poem is not very specific and you should never go out with them because they probably won’t explain things well and you will never know all the colors violets can be besides blue and while we are on the subject not all roses are red I mean what the fuck is that about doesn’t this person know any other colors does he get the toothbrushes mixed up because that is not an attractive quality in a partner and would not make me want to date them in the slightest what if you get your germs on my tooth brush and I get gum disease I do not want to get repulsed looks from my dentist I worked very hard to get her approval why would you fuck that up get some god damn eye attention before you write people poems about flowers you god damn weirdo.