Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I said it was me,
It was actually you.

Roses are red
violets are blue.
God made me sexy
what happened to you?

Roses are red
I have a phone
Nobody texts me
Forever Alone.

Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)

Those Happy Hippy Days.

Oh to be a flower child in days gone by
Free as the wind and the birds that fly
Long hair flowing, with a band round your head
And all the birds dying to get into your bed
Flowers here and hash there
And all the girls who’s chests are bare
Petals for pillows and leaves for cover
No way am I going back to mother
There’s a beautiful dreamer, asleep on the grass
With the last rose of Summer, attached to her ass.

Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)

Wow, Jem that's a cracker.

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Jem is the Noble Scribbles Laureate.

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I sometimes wonder who is the rose between the two thorns.

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The defining song Spitty. x

So much better than ring a roses
Too much falling down.
Oh and sneezing.

Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)

Ring-a-ring o' Roses
A pocket full of Prosies
A Tissue an issue
We all fall down

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Glad you never put Big Issue, I hear that every day in the street.

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I miss typed posies, should have read Prosies.