> Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss
> But I only slept with you because I was pissed.
>
> 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.
>
> Of 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 has 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.
