Англоманам.
Не жестко, но глумливо и улыбает.
These are Entries to a Washington Post Competition Asking for a Two-Line Rhyme: читать дальшеWith the most romantic first line,
And the least romantic second line
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife
Marrying you has screwed up my life
My love, you take my breath away
What have you stepped in to smell this way?
Kind, intelligent, loving, and hot
This describes everything you are not
Love may be beautiful; love may be bliss
But I only slept with you 'cause I was pissed
I 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
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off your face
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes
Damn, I'm good at telling lies
I see your face when I am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming
My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe “go to hell”
Oh, silk of your hair... Oh, gaze of your eyes...
Who knew you were born as a bitch in disguise!?
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime