Reply #50: "Dear Laura... Roses are red, violets are blue, [View All]

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oh my lump in the bed, how I've missed you."

Remember this one?

Transcript for Dec. 28
Guests: Laura Bush and Caroline Kennedy

NBC News
Updated: 12:53 p.m. ET Dec 28, 2003

Copyright© 2003, National Broadcasting Company, Inc. All Rights Reserved.

PLEASE CREDIT ANY QUOTES OR EXCERPTS FROM THIS NBC TELEVISION PROGRAM TO "NBC NEWS' MEET THE PRESS."


MR. RUSSERT: Books and learning--Mrs. Bush, you're a teacher, a librarian. You also helped create the National Book Festival. And I believe we have an opportunity here to watch you addressing a group after returning from Russia and France. And you talked about someone who I didn't know wrote poetry, but let's listen:

(Videotape, National Book Festival address):
note: See transcript here: http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2003/10/20031003-22.html

MRS. BUSH: Upon returning home last night from my long trip, I found a lovely poem waiting for me. Normally I wouldn't share something so personal, but since we're celebrating great writers, I can't resist. "Dear Laura, roses are red, violets are blue. Oh, my lump in the bed, I've missed you. Roses are red, bluer am I, seeing you kissed by that charming French guy. The dogs and the cat, they miss you, too. Barney's still mad you dropped him. He ate your shoe. The distance, my dear, has been such a barrier. Next time you want an adventure, just land on a carrier."

(End videotape)

MR. RUSSERT: Now, who could have written that poem, huh? I mean, what...

MRS. BUSH: Well, of course, he didn't really write the poem. But a lot of people really believed that he did. That evening at the dinner, what some woman from across the table said: "You just don't know how great it is to have a husband who would write a poem for you."

We need an 'I'm going to go sit in a corner now and mumble gibberish to save my sanity' smilie.