Roses are red,
My grass is green,
And I drive a really bad,
Mazda machine.
Burp-Lol.BJ
Bump.Or if u would rather have prose:
Hark.What light thru yonder winder shines?
Why tis the nightlite of fair Rosalee Rottencrotch,my next door neighbor.
Looketh.She comes to the winder.
She speaks.
"If u dont turn that loud,G-D truck off,u faggot,I am callin the cops.Its midnite fer chisssakes."
Ah,the fair Rosalee.What an inspiration to us all.LMFAO.BJ