ramsay is too blue

Game of Thrones poems

Roses are red,
Their leaves are green,
This is the most satisfying
Episode I’ve seen.

Violets are blue,
Roses are red,
How is Ramsey Bolton
Still not dead?

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Ramsay killed his father,
Why couldn’t he die too?

Violets are blue,
Dandellions are yellow,
One brother pushed another
Into the sea below.

Roses are red,
Amaranthi are brown,
Did the seasoned sailor
Balon Greyjoy just drown?

Roses are red,
Thorns are prickly,
A summary of Game of Thrones:
Well, that escalated quickly.

Roses are red,
Night Tulips are black,
Basically everyone dies,
But at least Jon’s back.

Roses are red,
Orchids are white,
Methinks Ser Davos
Won’t let Jon out of his sight.

Violets are blue,
I’m running out of rhyme,
For all that is holy,
Jon, just don’t die.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Summer is almost over,
Winter is coming soon.

The Wall is crumbling,
The Others are here,
So run for your life,
With what you hold dear.