bob labl


Violets - Poem by bob labl

roses are red because every time they poke you with their darn thorns you blead all over the pedals
violets are not actually blue, more purple-y,
i ate some tacos
and they tasted pretty god


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 24, 2012



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