These are entries to a Washington Post competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line but the least romantic second line:
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.
Love
may be beautiful, love may be bliss
But
I only slept with you, because I was pissed.
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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