• Some roses are black,
    some people are dark,
    A waste of time,
    is clearly marked,
    For you are me,
    and me is you,
    but I am the,
    keeper to,
    know you well,
    and see you scream,
    for I shall sell,
    me as a king,
    what we don't know can't hurt us,
    that is a lie and we shouldn't take a bus,
    to work,to school,
    but to kill the fool,
    and there we have ,
    the end and,
    we are done.