Roses are Red,
Violets aren’t Blue.
I never understood that poem;
Did you?
If violets were blue
They wouldn’t be called “violets.”
If there were only a word to rhyme with “purple,”
This poem could be one of my favorites.
A hodgepodge of creativity, serendipity, and "worldly" observations. As random as life itself.
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