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I might eat you

I heard she has no Valentine, an oversight

But still unkind, with so much love and stars

To share. Where is the card to say he cares?


I heard she has no Valentine, and thus I seek

To offer mine, I cannot see a lady blush, for

Want of sincere words of love.


So thus I send my heart ahead, with news that

She has turned my head, turned my head, and

Caught my eye hence herewith my Valentine.


I heard she had no Valentine, my car's outside

Let's take a drive, some candlelight, a meal for

Two, and as for sweet - I might eat you.


© Joseph G Dawson