Roses are Red, Violets are Blue

Does anyone know any funny love poems?

I choosed that for my philosophy class and i have no clue!!!! PLZ help me!!!

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1. others would know
2. I'm a Bluesman/songwriter I'm at willybluesman1@yahoo.com email me I write stuff all the time! SHE KNOWS HOW TO MOVE By WILLY SENKIWSKY 4/4/05 8:00 pm, C-Harp, Key of G, Electric Chicago Shuffle There's this girl about five foot two Don't wear latest styles her secret I'll tell you This little girl sure knows how to move! Watch her when she walks I used to watch her like a hawk Parts of her can shout, whisper and talk! She maybe a little older now She's been doing it before it was allowed! I told her she should have a class She can teach other's how to move the ass! With her age she improved She ain't got nothing to prove But damn it she sure knows how to move! Copyright 2005 Willy Senkiwsky -- All Rights Received -- Unauthorized Duplication Prohibited "The Blues are the roots, and the other music is the fruits." One of Willie Dixon's favorite sayings, from I Am the Blues by Willie Dixon with Don Snowden (DaCapo, 1989) "Life is like music, it must be composed by ear, feeling and instinct, not by rule. Nevertheless one had better know the rules, for they sometimes guide in doubtful cases, though not often." --Samuel Butler (1612-80), English poet, Author "Simple music is the hardest music to play and blues is simple music." --Albert Collins Okay y'all I got new place for my site! The link is here, now I definitely have music, and me singing "That's Just the Way That I Am," an original, there and pics too. Don't just stop at the front page scroll down and check it all out! Keep checking back I just updated it... The last page has "How to Know If you're a New Yorker," by me. A little humor on the serious side! Sign the guestbook too y'all! http://www.total-knowledge.com/~willyblues/
3. Excerpt from "The Lady's Dressing Room" Jonathan Swift deeply satirical verging on blatant misongyny http://andromeda.rutgers.edu/~jlynch/Texts/dressing.html ... As Mutton Cutlets, Prime of Meat, Which tho' with Art you salt and beat, [100] As Laws of Cookery require, And toast them at the clearest Fire; If from adown the hopful Chops The Fat upon a Cinder drops, To stinking Smoak it turns the Flame [105] Pois'ning the Flesh from whence it came; And up exhales a greasy Stench, For which you curse the careless Wench; So Things, which must not be exprest, When plumpt into the reeking Chest; [110] Send up an excremental Smell To taint the Parts from whence they fell. The Pettycoats and Gown perfume, Which waft a Stink round every Room. Thus finishing his grand Survey, [115] Disgusted Strephon stole away Repeating in his amorous Fits, Oh! Celia, Celia, Celia shits!
4. Tears of the Towers by Tim We have warned them many times threw the last 20 years But Saddam claims they have no fears He thinks he can take on the place that defines power But he stands no chance His country would be gone in an hour He thinks we dont know that he has tookin bin ladens side Now hes one to blame for the americans who died When you mess with a nation as strong as we are Your country is doomed you done went to fare So saddam and bin laden this message is to you You fu*ked with this nation now were comin for you You have no place to run and no place to hide Youz will pay for the libertys crys If your god told you to do it and you think it was right Then why are you in the dark and scared to come out and fight Are you praying to him to stop all this maddness and hell To fu*kin bad you started it when the twin towers fell And every bomb that hits your country and for every terrorist who dies Is for every tear in every americans eyes So lay down those weapons and kiss your a*s goodbye Cause trust me both of you will die