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Roses are red
Violets are blue
My friendship with you
Will always be true

Roses are red
Violets are blue
My words I know are few
But to your heart may it be glued

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Please give me a clue
On how our friendship should be built

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Wherever you are, whatever you do
Never forget that I'll always love you

#Hapiday
#Inkspire
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Written by 
Inemesit Henry
Undergraduate of Agricultural and environmental engineering 
Akwa Ibom State University 

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