From one spouse to another :


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 feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell"


What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime