I gone did a song.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I hate these cliched poems
and i'm sure you do too.
Swim wrote you a song
It was quite good, i admit
But what she doesn't have which i do
Is an arse that won't quit.
Alas, i am a boy
but if you could look past my gender
i'm just as good as any woman
and twice as tender.
To conclude this amateur rhyme
(it's pretty crap, i know)
please choose me in the end
or you'll leave my love as cold as snow.
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