You say all the right things
and strum all the right strings
but actions never follow suit.
If you insist on being cute
I’ll gladly help you spread your wings.
AP: 2nd place 2026
She closes the curtains and smiles at me,
enchanting, bewitching and full of glee,
just once a year this time
cuddles me warm sublime
and agrees to watch same movie as me.
I once loved a strong man who was older
he would carry me over his shoulder
his moustache was so fine
I was proud he was mine
but as interesting as a boulder
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I look forward to each Valentine's Day
This is all that I have briefly to say
My guy being a miser
And not an enterpriser
It is the time I get some gifts that stay.
We, sweet lovers kiss in the sunrise view,
along that beach under the sky so blue;
Passionate love as ever,
Two souls sticking together,
while tides start stealing each pair of our shoe.
The Valentine in my high school was he,
So gorgeous friends were envious of me...
Hopeless guy on the dance floor,
Embarrassed me to the core,
What a terrible joke it was to see !
My Valentines Day wasn't great -
she turned up at least but too late,
confessing, 'I'm Luke,'
she started to puke,
and stood up to pee. What a date!
There once was a man from Macon
On Valentine's he gave bacon
Wanted it fried
That's when I cried
I knew this marriage mistaken
An alpha guy, the real McCoy -
my online date gave me such joy
But when his cellphone rang,
he froze from a loud BANG,
Turned out he was some Mama's boy!
My Valentine, to me is a moon bright,
Though her flat nose is a bit to the right.
And her chin a bit wide,
That she tries hard to hide,
After all she remains my shining light.
A magnetic fairy with elfin smile,
your charm attracts me with feminine wile.
Moon-cut diamonds crown you,
make you my queen brand new.
Grand joie de vivre drapes you in style.
Mike proposed on his bended knee,
To marry him I can’t agree.
NO! My arm won’t be twisted,
As his ma had insisted,
Our honeymoon’s her him and me!
There once was a woman divine,
Who parked every car but in line.
She said, “Straight is a myth,”
With a confident sniff—
Yet somehow she still parked her heart next to mine.
its no wonder many say he's strong
relaxing with his love didn’t feel wrong
but there was once a time
when Moose was in his prime
Working Man felt just like his theme song
My sweet love, this Valentine's Day,
as under the cold snow you lay,
while this snow is so deep,
with high roses I creep.
Next year I'll shovel a pathway !
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