Poem no. 7

Roses are red
Violets are blue
As they have said
It's really true

Lies are well fed
What is really new?
Prick 'til I'm dead
Nothing I can do

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Break people's heads
Others will they sue

Sleeping in bed
They're watching you
Eyes blood-red
They'll kill you too
© alxita