Monday, February 3, 2003

These are entries to a competition asking for a rhyme

with the most romantic first line.....but least romantic second line:


Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss

but I only slept with you, because I was pissed


I thought that I could love no other

Until, that is, I met your brother


Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.

But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty

and so is your head.


Of loving beauty you float with grace

If only you could hide your face


Kind, intelligent, loving and hot

This describes everything you are not


I want to feel your sweet embrace

But don't take that paper bag off of your face


I love your smile, your face, and your eyes-

Damn, I'm good at telling lies!


My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:

Marrying you screwed up my life


I see your face when I am dreaming

That's why I always wake up screaming


My love you take my breath away

What have you stepped in to smell this way


My feelings for you no words can tell

Except for maybe "go to hell"


What inspired this amorous rhyme?

Two parts vodka, one part lime.

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