Washington Post competition
The following rhymes are allegedly entries to a Washington Post competition
asking for a rhyme with a romantic first line and an unromantic last line:
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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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Kind, intelligent, loving and hot.
This describes everything you are not.
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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.
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I want to feel your sweet embrace.
But don't take that paper bag off of your face.
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Of loving beauty you float with grace.
If only you could hide your face.
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My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way?
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I see your face when I am dreaming.
That's why I always wake up screaming.
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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.
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Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss.
But I only slept with you, because I was pi*sed.
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