A local newspaper ran a competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line... but the least romantic second line. Here are some of the entries they received:
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.
Oh 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
From India, Delhi
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2I 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.
Oh 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
From India, Delhi
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