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.
The Daily Travesty 