VALENTINES DAY
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> Just in case you're stuck for what to write in your Valentines Day card........These are entries to a Washington Post competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line... but the least romantic second line.
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> 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.
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> Of loving beauty you float with grace If only you could hide your face
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> Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss But I only slept with you,
> Because I was pissed.
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> Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
> This describes everything you are not
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> 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!
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> 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
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> My love, you take my breath away.
> What have you stepped in to smell this way?
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> My feelings for you no words can tell, Except for maybe "go to hell"
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> What inspired this amorous rhyme?
> Two parts vodka, one part lime.
>
> Just in case you're stuck for what to write in your Valentines Day card........These are entries to a Washington Post competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line... but the least romantic second line.
>
> 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.
>
> Of loving beauty you float with grace If only you could hide your face
>
> Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss But I only slept with you,
> Because I was pissed.
>
> 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.
