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 bowls 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 dont take that paper bag off of your face
> >
> >I love your smile, your face, and your eyes-
> >Damn, Im 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
> >Thats 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
