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Roses are red/Violets are blue

  • Roses are red/Violets are blue
  • He looked at what he had just written. What rhymes with blue? Why were his poems always about flowers? He tore the paper in tiny pieces. He would never get a job at Hallmark.
  • That had always been his dream. He looked at the couplets posted all over his wall. There was only one good enough for a card but Hallmark would never hire a giraffe.
  • that's when the homosexual sidekick of Yankee John Doodle came over, he gave him a sweaty hug and said
  • "Stick a finger in my butt and call it hershey chocolate." "Not now, Mr. Crockett," said Yankee. "The redcoats are coming."
  • Mr. Crockett took a long drag from his pipe, unfazed by the news, and muttered "Do ya even like Hershey choc'l'te, Yankee? I swear if you dun, I'll make yer coat red with..."
  • Maraschino sauce, you take my meaning?" Mr. Crockett then shifted atop his stool, throwing one leg over the other, nodding with his pipe, hands clasped over one knee, not a word.
  • All Mr.Crockett could think was"What did she do with the cherries?",but he couldn't ask her that...or could he?No!But something came over him,this little demon hiden beneath his
  • codpiece whispered, nay, shouted out to him: Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Mr. Crockett! This isn't even cherry season, it's September...but what did that codpiece demon want?
  • He wanted me and I knew it. Demon or not, it was my destiny to save the others by sacrificing myself. I threw my naked body at his feet and let him devour me, flesh and soul.

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