From the Mouths of Babes, part 2

The Green Kids were recently arguing about whether poems need to rhyme.

So I interjected:

"Hey guys, listen to my poem:
"Roses are red,
"violets are blue,
"Some poems rhyme,
"but some don't."

Without missing a beat, Levi Green retorts:

"Hey Tatty, wanna hear my poem?
"Roses are red,
"Violets are blue,
"Some poems don't rhyme
"but some do."

Good one, Levi.