A Romantic Holiday Indeed

Today’s a day we celebrate

The people with whom we mate

Buy buying chocolates that are nice

Because they cost double the price.

Then we go to crowded rooms

Filled with too many perfumes

And tip the waitresses a lot

‘Cause we know they’re single and also hot

And then we go back to our homes

And read our lovely ladies poems,

We do this, or else we fear

That we won’t get laid again this year.

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