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The "Love Letter" Not to Write
Got this today from a buddy, I hope he didn;t really give this to his wife...
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 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. |
Yikes,
Them's partin' words. If he was of any value, I'd bet that would be halved soon. Is a good ryme, and well written. If he gave that to his wife and you are good buddies, prepare a room. Ouch! Luckily, my wife is still my best friend after 29 years, but she is maybe wilting a little... |
rico
"but she is wilting a little"... And you ain't? <G> |
29 years is a haul - drive for show, putt for dough...
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Only an idiot would give his wife that thing, unless like ricochet says - "them's partin' words."
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yup, he is an idiot but I found outr he didn't actually give it to her. Rather worrisome that he would actually think of it. I suspect he found it someplace and is using it as foder for a joke at the expense of his wife who is a real piece of work in her own right! A pair that shuts down a full house fo sure!
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