Insult poem: "Roses are red"

East to the sea,
west to the land,
death to the bitch,
that touches my man.

Roses are red,
apples are sour,
open your legs,
and i'll show you some power.

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
 trash got dumped,
 and so have you.

Roses are red,
violets are black,
go to hell,
and never come back.

If you need a nickle,
i'll give you a dime,
if you need a man,
bitch dont fuck with mine.

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
god made me pretty,
what happen to you??


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