A god awful poem

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I can’t get out of my head

Now you’re with someone new

I don’t know what’s wrong

I’m so dumb

I am listening to our song

I’m so numb

I can’t shake you

Like a dog with fleas

How can you be with someone who

Doesn’t pray on his knees

I gave you a glass slipper

Even after you missed the ball

I remember those nights we gazed at the big dipper

Early in Fall

How could you be so cruel

This isn’t fair

I feel like a fool

For longing for your hair

Please come back

I’m so alone

We could share a Big Mac

Throw me a bone

I wish I was a better poet

I find it easy to miss

I always blow it

I wish I could write like this:

I say to you today my friends

Even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow

I still have a dream

It is a dream deeply rooted in the American Dream

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up

Live out the true meaning of its creed

We hold these truths to be self-evident

That all men are created equal

But I digress

After all

It is February fourteen

I know you won’t call

Even though I’m never mean

I would weave you a heart out of twine

I know I can’t but hey

Happy valentine

‘S Day

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