Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
A poet is amiable,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Mirrors are shiny,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Transition is smooth,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
The matter is white,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
A climate is warm,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
Your ticket is winning,
And so is your smile.
A rose is beautiful,
Just like you.
