A Valentine is nothing like A chocolate or a rose. For in a week these shall be gone, But Valentines remain. If love were always sweet to tongue Or fragrant to the nose, Each day would be like Valentine’s, And we would go insane. A Valentine just hangs around Waiting to be kissed Long after special days have passed And every days are here. So one is wise to choose one well And chocolates to resist. For in the midst of mania It’s nice to have one near.
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