THESE ARE ENTRIES TO A WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKING FOR A TWO-LINE
RHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, BUT THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE:
>> 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.
>> Kind, intelligent, loving and hot:
>> This describes everything you are not.
>> Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss:
>> But I only slept with you 'cause I was pissed.
>> I thought that I could love no other:
>> that is until 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.
>> I want to feel your sweet embrace:
>> But don't take that paper bag off your face.
>> I love your smile, your face, and your eyes :
>> Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
>> 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."
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