One of my good friend's son wrote in his Facebook, a wonderfully perceptive rambling about nothingness. Its remarkably poignant, perceptive, sarcastic, poetic and funny. Could turn out to be another me... lol... or better. Amazing considering he's barely into his teens.
"Roses are red, violets are blue. That’s what they say, but it just isn’t true. Roses are red, and apples are too. But violets are violet. Violets aren’t blue! An orange is orange, but Greenland’s not green. A pinkie’s not pink, So what does it mean? To call something’s blue when it’s not, we defile it. But ah, what the heck, it’s hard to rhyme with violet."
Yes it is hard to rhyme with violet ... what about toilet ...
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