Roses are red
But it is pink
All round wrapped in Vee
Speaks in foks of tides.

I come to pick thee
To travel afar
A journey long and tough
I sweat with it for it.

Up i go
Down i flip
Sighs of help
I own the all
Doom for darkness
Winks of joy.

Take me far
The future sighted
Draw me out
Am back in time
I ***** and grimp
The ocean flows.

Wrap the roses by the Vee
Sweat and turn as you dive
Far as deep i cool the blood
Past the jungle
I lay in rest.