This Thing

Written by: Charles Clive

I carry round this heavy Thing, a glompy, gloupy lump. I’m told it helps me move around and sometimes helps me jump; it ticks and tocks, both day and night, just like some squelchy pump. I carry round this soggy Thing, it sits inside my chest; good care I need to take of it, I’m told it’s for the best; and if I feed it fatty food I hear it might protest. I carry round this joyous Thing, I’ve had it from the start; and since you are my Valentine it is my wish to part and give to you this special Thing, it’s called “My Loving Heart”. ~ For Rose's My Valentine' Competition.