Crazy Daisy

Well the roses are red and the violets are blue

My blood type still matches the wine

The candles stopped burning the song's almost through

Though the words and the meanings won't rhyme

The light in your eyes is awash with your tears

And although I could kiss them away

You'd never forgive me in a couple of years

When I walked out the door anyway

The frog went a courting he rode for awhile

With miss mousey such a long time ago

Though years of endearment and vagabond style