05-24-2013, 02:22 AM
The red rose is so perfect,
but, no wisdom I suppose.
Never learned the lesson,
here is how it goes.
If you are pink and faded,
and your petals are all torn.
Your life can not be jaded,
No offspring will be borne.
Smell better than the red rose
that is what will count.
For when the bee comes lookin’
Tis you that he will mount.
but, no wisdom I suppose.
Never learned the lesson,
here is how it goes.
If you are pink and faded,
and your petals are all torn.
Your life can not be jaded,
No offspring will be borne.
Smell better than the red rose
that is what will count.
For when the bee comes lookin’
Tis you that he will mount.

