Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm sick of this poem, you probably are too. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Violets smell like burnt sugar cubes that have been dipped in lemon and velvet. — Diane Ackerman Copy Share Image
Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, I've got 5 fingers, The middle ones for you! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, not fucking blue. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Dear hacker. Roses are red. Violets are Blue. thats the color of your face, when I'm done with you. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are gold, now get on your knees and do what your told. ;) — Kaycee Copy Share Image
Roses are red...Violets are blue...You actually think I'd cry over you? I told you I loved you and you thought it was… — Rchung1 Copy Share Image
“This morning, in a jelly glass on my table, a handful of the season's first violets— a gift from the garden of… — Peter Everwine Copy Share Image
The smell of violets, hidden in the green, Pour'd back into my empty soul and frame The times when I remembered to… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue. You really thought I would cry over you? I said I loved you. You thought that… — Agirlswagg Copy Share Image
“The Origin of Violets I know, blue modest violets, Gleaming with dew at morn- I know the place you come from And… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The violets whisper from the shade Which their own leaves have made: Men scent our fragrance on the air, Yet take no… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
Yesterday I sat in a field of violets for a long time perfectly still, until I really sank into it - into… — Anne Morrow Lindbergh Copy Share Image
Mathematical discoveries, like springtime violets in the woods, have their season which no man can hasten or retard. — Janos Bolyai Copy Share Image
“Today she wears her habitual expression of strained anxiety; she smells of violets.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Roses are blue, violets are red, if you come near me one more time I will chop off your head! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When roses aren't red and violets aren't blue that's when I'll stop loving you. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Surely as cometh the Winter, I know There are Spring violets under the snow. — Robert Henry Newell Copy Share Image
Roses are red Violets are twisted Bend over love Because you're about to get fisted — No Author Copy Share Image
Roses are red violets are blue he's for me not for you by chance you take my place n my fist smash… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
