Valentine the Baker
Valentine opened her bakery doors at four.
Two regulars came in for coffee, no more.
What Valentine Magic to you have in store?
I am baking pink and red cakes to take next door.
A sailor arrived at five, carrying an oak oar.
I just left my sweetie by the southern shore.
Do you have any cupcakes? I will buy four.
Valentine had a better idea in store.
Take her a full sized cake with a chocolate core.
I can write on top of it “Be mine forevermore.”
Sailor passed two men coming from St. Van Moore.
Valentine gave them a smile, for they were not poor.
They bought out most of her goods, that day in the store.
Even the ingredients of flour, sugar, salt, butter and more.
Their plan worked, and they took her to St Van Moore
Where their brother waited for Valentine, whom he did adore.
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