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Valentine's Day Sucks

Inflated prices For twenty four hours I don’t need a card Or blood red roses On Valentine's Day Save your money Say you love me It costs nothing But means the world I cannot Put a price On your love I love You for Free Valentine Contest Sponsored by Broken Wings Checked with how many syllables 01~10~17
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Collins Avatar
February 1, 2017 at 3:55 PM
Lovely poem Jan, Kurtis,
Allison Avatar
February 1, 2017 at 3:56 PM
Thanks Kurtis:-) hugs Jan xx
May Avatar
January 21, 2017 at 8:59 AM
Congrats on your win Jan
Allison Avatar
February 1, 2017 at 3:58 PM
Thanks Joseph:-) hugs Jan xx
Pett Avatar
January 21, 2017 at 2:28 AM
Congratulations Jan on your win, great poem, love is priceless so is this poem.
Allison Avatar
February 1, 2017 at 3:59 PM
Thanks Roy:-) hugs Jan xx
Nusker Avatar
January 20, 2017 at 10:40 PM
Quite true, it's a waste of money and lot of unnecessary pressure. You couldn't have expressed it with much honesty. Congrats, Jan.
Allison Avatar
February 1, 2017 at 4:00 PM
We have been together 27 years and never celebrated with commercial gifts:-) hugs Jan xx
Vaso Avatar
January 13, 2017 at 1:38 AM
Being Scottish lassie, I Luv ya!!!!
Allison Avatar
January 13, 2017 at 2:31 PM
ha ha ha love ya back more:-) hugs Jan xx
Dutta Avatar
January 12, 2017 at 12:20 PM
Love is free n priceless. Good Luck
Allison Avatar
January 12, 2017 at 12:26 PM
Definitely Anisha:-) hugs Jan xx
Murray Avatar
January 11, 2017 at 12:15 PM
I used get half dead carnations with the weekly shop....the 99p sale sticker on full view. To this day I loath them. In the end, I had to say "Please don't bring me those anymore."
Allison Avatar
January 11, 2017 at 3:44 PM
I guess the thought was there jean lol - I love carnations but buy my own flowers as i can get the colour combinations I love - will get some on son's behalf for my birthday - pointless him spending a fortune sending me them by post :-) hugs Jan xx
Lawless Avatar
January 10, 2017 at 10:09 PM
...no feelings were hurt in the making of this poem....With a title like that how can this miss....laughing as I type
Allison Avatar
January 11, 2017 at 11:34 AM
I couldn't resist a cynical take on the theme in 25 years we have never celebrated:-) hugs Jan xx
Hoffman Avatar
January 10, 2017 at 8:21 PM
Well put Jan; everything needn't be commercialized, especially love! Good luck in the contest~hugs~Che xx
Allison Avatar
January 11, 2017 at 11:34 AM
Thanks Cheryl:-) hugs Jan xx
Parker Avatar
January 10, 2017 at 7:27 PM
Trust me most guys don't get it either, its almost like a day made up to sell flowers...
Allison Avatar
January 11, 2017 at 11:35 AM
I hate the commercialisation and the rip off prices Frederic :-) hugs Jan xx
Wolf Avatar
January 10, 2017 at 5:31 PM
Haha, I've neither received one nor sent one in my whole life! Waste of good trees if you ask me! Good luck in the contest, Jan /|\
Allison Avatar
January 10, 2017 at 5:47 PM
I received one anonymously when I was about 18 - found out if was from a friend of a friend who had come to a party I had - but nothing ever came of it lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Green Avatar
January 10, 2017 at 4:40 PM
Is that "free" a limited time offer, while supplies last? Just kidding, you gotta love a romantic poem titled Valentine's Day Sucks. It doesn't get more romantic than that. :) Honestly Jan, your poem is exactly right. Love is everyday, not just one highlighted day a year on the calendar.
Allison Avatar
January 10, 2017 at 4:52 PM
In 25 years of marriage we have never celebrated Valentines Day with over inlated priced gifts - my cynical poem is about as romantic as it gets lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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