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Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss
But I only slept with you, because I was p*ssed
I thought I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your mother
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're not
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!
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
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 ryhme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.
But I only slept with you, because I was p*ssed
I thought I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your mother
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're not
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!
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
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 ryhme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.
Na, I was thinking up cheesy words at the time of creation.
Due to the way our timetable is scheduled, I only get to see her once a fortnight!!! Gah
Due to the way our timetable is scheduled, I only get to see her once a fortnight!!! Gah
Fantasising about your new tutor?
Well I just came up with this inspired poem in Life just now. I think you'll agree it has a lot of depth in it.
I love you, I love you
Gaping to the skkkyyy
So many lights
And butterflies
Fluttering past, oh my
I love you, I love you
Your love is soooo near
Full of life
And sweetness
That's right, it's a pint of beer
I love you, I love you
Gaping to the skkkyyy
So many lights
And butterflies
Fluttering past, oh my
I love you, I love you
Your love is soooo near
Full of life
And sweetness
That's right, it's a pint of beer
I wrote part of it. I think I posted it last year as well.
Ha, magnifique.
omg that is excellent, did you write that your self?-be honest!!
Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss
But I only slept with you, because I was p*ssed
I thought I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your mother
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're not
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!
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
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 ryhme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.
But I only slept with you, because I was p*ssed
I thought I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your mother
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're not
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!
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
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 ryhme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.