• Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    Sugar is sweet
    And so are you
    But the roses are wilting
    The violets are dead
    The sugarbowls empty
    And so is your head.


    I see your face when I'm dreaming
    Thats why I wake up screaming.

    Kind, intelligent, loving, and hot
    This describes everything you're not.

    I love your face, your smile, your eyes
    Darn, I'm good at telling lies.

    My words for you, no words can tell
    Except for maybe
    "Go to Hell"

    What inspired this hurtful rhyme?
    Two parts vodka, and one part lime.