Roses are red, etc…

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I know, I know.  This is called “Not-My-Poetry”, but I couldn’t resist.  It is, after all, a) my site, and b) traditionally a woman’s prerogative to change her mind.  So I thought I would add my yet-to-be-discovered talent to the mix.  I do, however, maintain my disclaimer HERE.

Proceed at your own risk. (An encomium to some great folks where I work.)

 

To: Our most wonderful middle school custodians!

Have I told you lately how much I appreciate all you do??  (No, probably not, so here it is again–)

ROSES ARE RED

AND CALL ME A KOOK

BUT I’D RATHER DO BLOOD

THAN MOP UP THE PUKE

(wait a minute, that wasn’t very good, let me try again…)

ROSES ARE RED

AND PB IS BROWN

CLEANING MY FLOOR

COULD MAKE ANYONE FROWN

(wait, except for Donna, ‘cuz she’s always smiling.  Once more…)

ROSES ARE RED

AND IVY IS GREEN

YOU ARE THE ONES

WHO KEEP MY ROOM CLEAN!

(So who cares what color roses are anyway!  You guys are super to work with!! Thanks for all you do!  Nurse Dawn, the “non-poet”)Picture1

 

Author: dawnlizjones

Tends toward TMI, so here's the short list: guitar and banjo (both of which have been much neglected as of late), bicycling (ibid), dogs, very black tea, and contemplating and commenting on deep philosophical thoughts about which I have had no academic or professional training. Oh, also reading, writing, but I shy away from arithmetic.

5 thoughts on “Roses are red, etc…”

  1. Love it!! You always bring on a smile, Dawn. I guess their job is worse unless that puke landed on you first. Then, I’d not be so sure…

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