Roses Are Reddish Violets Are

Live Everyday As Though It's Your Last 'cause One Day You'll Be Right.

Those Hot Pants Of Hers Were So Damned Tight, I Could Hardly Breathe.

The Odds Against There Being A Bomb On A Plane Are A Million To One, And Against Two Bombs A Million Times A Million To One. Next Time You Fly, Cut The Odds And Take A Bomb.

Before I Met Her, I Drank And Swore Without Reason... Now I Have A Reason.

Roses Are Reddish Violets Are Bluish If It Weren't For Christmas We'd All Be Jewish.