St. Valentine, come be mine,
For, I know not love and the joy it brings,
Mindless gifts in gaudy pink,
Perky flowers in gruesome red,
A heart shape to add the cupid’s touch,
Some fine wine and the choicest cuisine,
Cheesy love songs to get the evening moving,
Surely, love is in there…somewhere,
I must have missed it with my unpracticed eye.
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