A Poem, by Dot

Roses are red, violets are blue
That's what they say but it just isn't true
Roses are red, and apples are too
But violets are violet, violets aren't blue
An orange is orange, but Greenland's not green
A pinky's not pink, so just what does this mean?
To call something blue when it's not we defile it
But, aw, what the heck, it's hard to rhyme violet