Poetry Romantic/least romantic competition
THESE ARE THE TOP ENTRIES TO A RECENT COMPETITION ASKING FOR A TWO-LINE RHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE -- BUT THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE:
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;
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 darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life.
My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'
What inspires my amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.
And the winner:
I see your face when I am dreaming.
That's why I always wake up screaming
THESE ARE THE TOP ENTRIES TO A RECENT COMPETITION ASKING FOR A TWO-LINE RHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE -- BUT THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE:
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;
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 darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life.
My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'
What inspires my amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.
And the winner:
I see your face when I am dreaming.
That's why I always wake up screaming