nightingale vs animaldelmar - part 1 of 12

a girl named inga challenged me,
to a contest of merciless bloggery.

roses, beheaded, shall be the themes
of twelve bright and glittery poetry schemes.

now, what can i say? and what can i write
about roses that tend to look quite shite

with their heads not in place
and their stems without face?

cool down thy blood, forget that feud,
cut not that rose, be well astute.

'cause hearken, nightingale, my dove:
not hate will rule the world but love.