Roses are red
Violets are blue
Pikachu, I chose you
But now what do you do?
You poo in the loo?
Or do you watch The Croods?
Either way, your say is gay
Because you aren't away
And you are still alive today.
Self Delete is one way
Or you could just pray
Make the gay go away
Or the furry cancer, Oy Vey!
Just so you know
I will continue, though
Because the word is true,
and Violets, are still blue.
The cows still moo.
And the roosters still go cuckoo.
But now it is the end,
all must die.
Today we will fend,
Or we will cry.
