The red of roses poured out upon the fields, upon the fields drenched in the rose's blood
The violets hue all purplish blue, the blue imbued into the violet's hue
My poem is weak, without any strength, like the strong walls of Jericho, broken down as chaff
I don't know what I'm doing with this, whoever knows what I'm doing please illuminate me
Sorry for the use of horrible poetry. If you want to read real poetry, perhaps you should look in
greener pastures.
This little poem I wrote up is a very weak re-write of my original
"Roses are red" poem from the Romans post from long-long ago.
What you might notice in my poem is that although there is rhyming
it is not necessary to what I was trying to convey since it's not found
throughout.
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