Painting The Roses Red: 2011

Painting the roses red We're painting the roses red We dare not stop Or waste a drop So let the paint be spread We're painting the roses red We're painting the roses red Oh, painting the roses red And many a tear we shed Because we know They'll cease to grow In fact, they'll soon be dead And yet we go ahead Painting the roses red Painting the roses red We're painting the roses red Oh, pardon me But Mister Three Why must you paint them red? Huh? Oh! Well, the fact is, Miss We planted the white roses by mistake And... The Queen she likes 'em red If she saw white instead She'd raise a fussAnd each of us Would quickly lose his head Since this is the part we dread We're painting the roses red Painting the roses red We're painting the roses red Don't tell the Queen what you have seen Or say that's what we said But we're painting the roses red Yes, painting the roses red Not pink Not green Not aquamarine We're painting the roses red!

Painting The Roses Red

Saturday, July 30, 2011

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