Roses are red,Violets are blue,Why didn't we split up sooner?I seriously have no clue. From the lovey-dovey honeymoon phase, through the trials of crisis and commitment, all the way to the ultimate break-up: This collection of satirical poems explores what happens when the rose-colored glasses finally come off. Remember that boy who left you on read?The one who never texted back?What about the guy you built your furniture with?Or the one who left you at the altar?Well, let's hope the last one didn't happen to you. (If it did, I'm sorry, that's terrible.)Whether you were the dumpee or the...