Rosa : Yo yo! Wassup, mama!?
Janis: Not much. Am eating lunch! 
Rosa : Hey
Janis: Yeah?
Rosa : That’s a wicked rhyming going on. Much lunch. Whoo hoo.
Janis: Oh haha, didn’t notice that.. Not much to munch lunch.
Rosa : How sadly.
Janis: I munch too much for lunch.
Rosa : Ok that’s enough, you getting big headed.
Janis: I have been fed big dead head.
Rosa : Haha. Sigh. I think you lost it.
Janis: I have lost the cost of the tossed frost. And yet, I have been embossed with an exhaust.
Rosa : I would quit while I’m ahead if I were you.
Janis: Me quit? You’ve gotta admit, I wouldn’t change a bit. Even if I have to take a hit, I’ll be a banana split! Bit by bit, I will commit to submit a whole kit.
Rosa : Lol. That’s not bad. Remind me not to give you a compliment.
Janis: No, it’s not bad, if only I had, and be glad, that I’m not sad. If I was sad, it wouldn’t be rad, and I would have to put myself down in a newspaper ad, and in the message pad, I would add that I’m raving mad.
Rosa : Haha
Janis: “Haha” is for Tasha, who is eating pasta.
Rosa : She a gangsta?
Janis: Who started thee rhymes? It is Rosa Lee! By the different degree, you have to agree, that it’s not out in the dead sea! However, she will not be set free, because she will be, the one and only, snow pea!
Rosa : Really?
Janis: Not only pea, she can be a peach tree! A tree, with a goatee, as she, can be, a cat flea, who is gutsy!
Rosa : That’s funny.
Janis: “Louie,” Rosa Lee cries, as she is lying down below the love tree. Do we agree that Louie is at sea, at plea to foresee Rosa Lee as his sweet pea? No! You see, Rosa Lee is in love-ee with Damon, her winged pea. He holds the church key, that leads to the spree that would set them free. Drinking iced tea, as they ski, they sightsee, the beauty of the pine tree. It is not TV, or a tab key, not even a whoopee, for it would be, their glee!
Rosa : Ok stop!!!!
Janis: Chop chop, stop only when you hop! It’s a big top if you get rid of your belly flop. I would stop a traffic cop and take him to the donut shop. Drinking ginger pop, staring at him non-stop, even though his hair looks like a dust mop, I would love him to the top!
Rosa : Can you please stop!?
Janis: I would drop if I could crop the cop and plop him to the top, and go for a wild hop!
Rosa : You are too good.. Too advanced. Stop!
