Thursday, December 10, 2009

Love love

My friend sent this to me today and I was dying of laughter:

A poem competition was held by the Washington Post. The competitors were requested to write a rhyming couplet: The first line ought to be as romantic as it can be, and the 2nd line be as least romantic as possible. The following rhyming couplets are among the best.

My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you has 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.
(pissed = drunk = drink too much)

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."

What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.

1 comment:

AsianCajuns (Lauren) said...

Oo yeah! When we lived in Maryland the Post was our "local" paper. They do these word plays every week- we used to read them at breakfast on Sundays. Ahh... to be a wit!

Thanks for sharing these, Maritess!