THESE ARE ENTRIES TO A WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKING FOR A TWO-LINE RHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, BUT THE LEAST ROMANTIC secondo LINE:
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying te 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 te are not.
Amore may be beautiful, Amore may be bliss,
But I only slept with te 'cause I was pissed.
I thought that I could Amore no other --
That is until I met your brother.
rose are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the rose 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 Amore your smile, your face, and your eyes –
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
My love, te take my breath away.
What have te stepped in to smell this way?
My feelings for te no words can tell,
Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.
iunyasha and kagome
of the year
i walked
the road
beside
my dear
the trees
were black
where the bark
was wet.
i see them yet
in spring
of the year
He broke
me a bough
of the blossoming
pesca, peach
that was out of
the way and hard
to reach.
in the fall
of the year
i walked the
road beside
my dear
the rooks
went up
with a
raucous
trill.
i hear
them
still
in
the
fall
of
the
year
in
the
fall
of
the
year
i walked
the road
beside
my dear
the
rooks
went
up
with
a
raucous
trill
i hear
them
still
in
the
fall
of
the
year
he laughed
at all
i dared
to praise
and broke
my heart
in
the
little
ways
iunyasha and kagome
