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    These were entries to a Washington Post Competition.....They asked for a Two-Line Rhyme. The first line being the most romantic, and the second line being the least romantic. I thought they were very funny. Anybody have any others, they'd like to add?

    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.

    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!
    Angela

    If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.

    BTW, I'm still keeping track of how many times you annoy me.

  • #2
    Memories ! A friend and I used to write poetry to girfriends that was similarly uncomplementary and critical. We went under the name "The Winged Victor" - hopefully it was not all blamed on some other guy they knew named Vic.

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    • #3
      In this genre, I am pleased to present the lyrics to She's My Girl, by the immortal Tom Lehrer. (Plus his intro to the song.)

      She's My Girl

      And now to the love song. I'm sure you're familiar with love songs on the order of He's Just My Bill, my man, my Joe, my Max, and so on where the girl who sings them tells you that, although the man she loves is anti-social, alcoholic, physically repulsive, or just plain unsanitary, nevertheless she is his because he is hers, or something like that. But as far as I know there has never been a popular song from the analogous male point of view, that is to say, of a man who finds himself in love with, or in this case married to, a girl who has nothing whatsoever to recommend her. I have attempted to fill this need. The song is called She's My Girl.

      Sharks gotta swim, and bats gotta fly,
      I gotta love one woman till I die.
      To Ed or Dick or Bob
      She may be just a slob,
      But to me, well,
      She's my girl.

      In winter the bedroom is one large ice cube,
      And she squeezes the toothpaste from the middle of the tube.
      Her hairs in the sink
      Have driven me to drink,
      But she's my girl, she's my girl, she's my girl,
      And I love her.

      The girl that I lament for,
      The girl my money's spent for,
      The girl my back is bent for,
      The girl I owe the rent for,
      The girl I gave up Lent for
      Is the girl that heaven meant for me.

      So though for breakfast she makes coffee that tastes like shampoo,
      I come home for dinner and get peanut butter stew,
      Or if I'm in luck,
      It's broiled hockey puck,
      But, oh well, what the hell,
      She's my girl,
      And I love her.

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      • #4
        I remember the beginning of this poem I received, composed in 7th grade by a guy friend of mine during extra test taking time :: (and no one ever called me Reeni ust to set the record straight)

        Reeni, Reeni, beauty rare,
        String is what you got for hair

        I would give you all my love
        But your skin is like a glove......


        The rest has been forgotten over the years.

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        • #5
          Originally posted by tonyg
          Memories ! A friend and I used to write poetry to girfriends that was similarly uncomplementary and critical. We went under the name "The Winged Victor" - hopefully it was not all blamed on some other guy they knew named Vic.




          Oh, come on Tony, share with us one of your poems......I'm laughing, just thinking about the things you must have written.
          Angela

          If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.

          BTW, I'm still keeping track of how many times you annoy me.

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          • #6
            When I gaze into your eyes, I feel so complete
            Except when my nose catches a whiff of your feet.
            Life is short, live it with this awareness.

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            • #7
              They are gone- that hard drive is long gone. But, coincidentally I did once have a roomate named Rini (last name). I also lived with a Ho for a while.

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              • #8
                Who needs food when I am with you?
                'Cause it makes me feel like I have stomach flu
                Life is short, live it with this awareness.

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                • #9
                  Originally posted by katiemack View Post
                  When I gaze into your eyes, I feel so complete
                  Except when my nose catches a whiff of your feet.
                  Good one.

                  Did you make that up?
                  Angela

                  If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.

                  BTW, I'm still keeping track of how many times you annoy me.

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by tonyg
                    They are gone- that hard drive is long gone. But, coincidentally I did once have a roomate named Rini (last name). I also lived with a Ho for a while.



                    Well, maybe you can make one up then.
                    Angela

                    If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.

                    BTW, I'm still keeping track of how many times you annoy me.

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                    • #11
                      I'm your Romeo and you are my Juliet
                      But I would be smarter and be grateful you're dead.
                      Life is short, live it with this awareness.

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                      • #12
                        When I saw you, I knew it was love at first sight and I had hot pants,
                        Now that I know you, I should have run away when I had the chance.
                        Life is short, live it with this awareness.

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                        • #13
                          Originally posted by ArtsieAng View Post
                          Good one.

                          Did you make that up?

                          Yes, you have inspired me! These are all originals.
                          Life is short, live it with this awareness.

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                          • #14
                            Originally posted by katiemack
                            Yes, you have inspired me! These are all originals.
                            Go for it girl!
                            Angela

                            If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.

                            BTW, I'm still keeping track of how many times you annoy me.

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                            • #15
                              We shared a special bond that one cannot see.
                              But now all I want to do is flee.
                              Angela

                              If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.

                              BTW, I'm still keeping track of how many times you annoy me.

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