Roses are red
I don’t love you.
But don’t be blue;
the reverse is true, too.
When in June
we nudely spoon
on one side
we always moon.
Mainly, planes
require emptied containers
but maintained: most trains
sustain liquid remains.
Roses are red
I don’t love you.
But don’t be blue;
the reverse is true, too.
When in June
we nudely spoon
on one side
we always moon.
Mainly, planes
require emptied containers
but maintained: most trains
sustain liquid remains.