Roses are red My name is Dave This poem makes no sense Microwave Roses are red Violets are blue Miranda's taken so you'll have to do
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Everybody is dead, What did I do? Blow up Georgia with nuclear arsenal.
I came in like a wrecking ball, But I hit concrete Worst of all, It was an unexpected material to meet. But I am Miley, after all, Miley Cyrus, the star to fall, And to come back, disgusting. I was really bored, so I made this.
Ok, this is a new one. Let's go with I have hated Miley Cyrus now and it has worsened from this. No offense to the Miley Cyrus fans out there...
YEA LIKE WTF THE MICROWAVE SEND ME ROFLING Roses are black, Violets are black, Whats wrong with me, Colourblind
Roses are red Violets are blue I will beat the crap outta you and let you die too (Scary poem huh lol)