Roses are Dead, Violets are Too.

Here my dears, is my anti-love poem for this Valentine's Day:

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

My childhood is ending,

What about you?

The red roses are bloody,

The blue violets are poison,

Nothing is pretty,

To my crazy mind now.

I've commited a murder,

A terrible crime,

Now they're making me pay,

By doing my time.

Roses are dead,

Violets are too.

Quite anti-Valentine's Day if I do say so... I like it! :P