The End

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Sugar you called me

I didn't see through

The thorns of your smile

When you promised me love

And thinking I needed you

I put you above

My hopes and dreams

The things I would buy

I saved up my money

For the "you-and-I" prize

But as the engagement

Came close to its bloom,

I found her in sunflowers

Kissing the groom

The white-wedding dreaming,

The taste of your sweet--

All shriveling petals

That fell at my feet

Roses are dead

True love is blue

Why deal with your crap

When I can buy shoes?