My Pretty Rose Tree
by William Blake.
A flower was offered to me,
Such a flower as May never bore;
But I said "I've a pretty rose tree,"
And I passed the sweet flower o'er.
Then I went to my pretty rose tree,
To tend her by day and by night;
But my rose turned away with jealousy,
And her thorns were my only delight
Lads, trust me... screw the stuff you learnt from FHM or your pervy neighbour who can't even pull a bird, even if he lived all his life next to the KL Bird Park.
This one gets the girl everytime.
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11 comments:
i see u took up my advise, young man.
pandai lah. saper ajar?
Hah? But the rose turned away and he was only left with thorns... can get girl like that ah?
Poetry? Apa itu? Acherly, I think syairs are better!
Riiiightttt.
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
you are a dickhead
i want to swallow you.
Would this poem get me a guy, Nine?
tai tai:
thnks for the idea.
cik pijah:
these things are not learnt. either u hv it or u don't.
heh.
doreen:
the rose merajuk hv to go pujuk balik maah.
antyyk:
i'd like u to see u recite a syair to ur gf.. that'd be interesting. :p
leen:
heh. u're just jeles i didn't leave anything in YOUR mailbox.
lily:
trust me. offering blowjob wud definitely get u a guy.
*blush*
i still have it saved on my mailbox. *gropes 9*
ohhh. ok, besides loving animal, u loves poetry.
tsk.. this is not good
why la u married alreadi. hehe
I love A Clear Midnight from the same author. If a guy wish me good nite that way.... i'll swoon and fall madly in love with that person.
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