Valentine Shmalentine
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Written using Shakespeare's Sonnet 12 as a loose guideline.
When I do read the cards that sell like meth,
And see the crap men buy in hopes they’ll get laid;
When I behold the roses plucked to their death,
And wilted droops of petals proudly displayed;
When candy aisles I see are stocked with lies,
Which come in fancy boxes priced to sell,
And single broads in need of comfort supplies
Who on romantic nights feel lonely as hell;
Then of misfortune do I celebrate,
That I’ll not have to care about the day,
Since all my love the ex did confiscate
And spared me tons of stuff I hate - Hooray!
It’s nothing ‘gainst our friend, St. Valentine,
But less his holiday we’d be just fine.
1/21/2017
Copyright © Phillip Garcia | Year Posted 2017
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