roses r red toilet poems Jul 20, 2007 14:52:44 GMT Quote Select PostDeselect PostLink to PostMemberGive GiftBack to Top Post by 6lolabunny9 on Jul 20, 2007 14:52:44 GMT Noses are red, faces are blue, You stunk up the can, with the fart that you blew. Roses are red, to freshen the loo, To cover the stench, in the mall restroom. The roses are dead, the warnings are true, That god awful stench, must have come outta you. Roses are red, Violets are blue, A perv in an outhouse, gets a crappy rear view. Roses are red, toilets are white, I'm forcing it out, with all of my might. Roses are pink, toilets can stink, The pipes are all plugged, gotta wee wee in the sink. Roses are red, and they smell pretty too, but not when they grow, in big piles of bum cheese. Roses are red, and have thorns that can cut, So don't ever use them, to wipe your bare butt. Roses are black, and may represent death, I can't stand the stench, am on my last breath. Roses are red, Violets are blue The dog took a crap, in your favorite new shoes Roses are red, Violets are blue I'm sure it's been said, that your farts are not few Roses are red, Violets are green Try sitting instead, you spray when you're peein'