This was not made by me but somone in the avi arena named Sonyuett which all credit this poem goes to.
Rose are red,
Violets are blue,
Suger is sweet,
And so are you,
But the roses have died
And the violets are dead,
The suger bowl is empty,
And so is your head,
But the roses will grow back,
And the violets renew,
The suger bowl will be refilled,
But there is no hope for you.
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