just saw this making the rounds of the Internet and thought it was funny... > Just in time for Valentines Day! > > 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 >
by the way....I just made that up. Surely there are some creative people out there that can come up with some better ones.
The sweet touch of your lips is all that I ask for Not on my mouth though...I want your knees on the floor
I may be a poor man, but with you I feel rich Until I discovered, you were a neurotic b**** Hey, this makes me feel pretty good.
Your eyes are like stars, your skin feels like silk, but I dare not kiss, because your breath's like spoiled milk
A Chablis from Burgandy, a Cabernet from Bordeaux Give her just a few more glasses, and we'll bag this French ho.
While your sweet talk does make my heart pitter patter It's a pity for you that size really does matter
For your sweet loving, I'd get on my knees and beg Until you opened your legs and it smelled like a rotten egg.
So size does matter, you admit with a grin. Well I guess I agree -- were you ever thin? (notice the rhythym, people. it ain't great, but it helps to read 'em aloud before you post 'em)
When I told you I loved you I meant what I said, But don't use your teeth when you're giving me head.
Houston fell in love, with a giant named Ming But it won't be true love till he brings us a Ring A diamond is not, the kind I am after But victories in the playoffs will fill me with laughter. I like "The Ming Thing", sung by Chance McClain, The first time is good, but on the 100th you go insane.
