Winter Valentine
by Paul J. Willis
When I have the flu,
will you,
my Valentine,
make chicken stew?
Or when I say achoo!
will you,
my Valentine,
leave for Peru?
When I don’t have a clue,
will you,
my Valentine,
provide a few?
Oh do and don’t and do!
For you,
O Valentine,
are my one true,
true love. I hope anew
that you,
my Valentine,
may never rue
the day I say I do
to you,
my Valentine.
Oh say it too.