Roses are red, violets are blue
But only when they have just blossomed anew
For you see roses wilt and the violets do too
If they lose all their petals, stick more on with glue
I had traipsed through the garden and wandered the halls
Hung all the flowers from hooks on the walls
And then I put roses in gaps in the stairs
Where in low light at night my foot slips and then falls
At this point the crowds came with lilac bouquets
The lit all the lamps and set candles ablaze
My house shone from tower to cellar, the better
And the lights didn’t go out for days
Then a man made of wax came wandering through
He offered me wine, and I asked about you
He told me you’d fled and were due to be wed
To a kind gentleman who wore only one shoe
The daisies are white and the tulips are red
But to you they were pink, or at least so you said
For these days you wear pearls and are always well fed
A rose pricked your finger, from then on you bled
Honey is sweet, but syrup is sweeter
Buying white silk which is sold by the meter
Adorned all in diamonds, you were quite a sight
When an angel appears all the doves rush to greet her
So nevermind what your car crashes into
Your hair is still gold and your eyes are still blue
Daisies still white, and lilies are too
Can’t turn back the clock, but I get déjà vu