Roses are dead
Violets are red
Where is my head
It's over there
Under your bed.
Why did you chop it off
I know you like it rough
But i kinda need that
So can i have it back
And all the other limbs
You took from me.
Nah, just kidding
I'm only a tree.
So cut me more
You ******* *****
Cut my life into logs
This is my last tree fort
Sawdust, no clumping
Don't give a **** if i'm stumping
Everything turned dark
Let's turn it around
Oh look, a butterfly
Truly a beautiful day!