Roses are Red,
Violets are Black,
Please tell Me,
When you are coming Back.
Sugar is Sweet,
The air was Sour,
I cannot Wait,
Until the Hour.
The roses Bled,
The violets Scream,
Your voice I Hear,
Whatelse does this Mean?
The sugar Expired,
And the air went Dead,
Wanting you More,
Each night in my Bed.
The rose petals Fell,
The violets died Over,
Tell me When,
This torture is Over.
The sugar went Sour,
The air running Thin,
Tell me Again,
When I will see Him.