A poem for St. Valentine’s Day
(not quite the normal thing and a collaborative composition)
BAH HUMBUG TO VALENTINES DAY.
Love is such a silly word,
It makes everybody act absurd,
They look into each others’ eyes,
And spout a load of mushy lies.
Golden platitudes said over and over again,
St. Valentines Day is a real pain,
Spending cash you cannot afford,
On products not even fit for a lord.
You could have saved up for a trip away,
Instead of becoming the man from Milk Tray,
So, bah humbug this Valentine’s – leave me alone,
Seal up the letterbox and unplug the phone.
No cards or teddies or flowers for me,
And definitely no love potions lacing my tea,
‘Cause I get everything from the true love I’ve found,
Not just on one day, but all the year round.
by Elwyn Bull, Dan Hooks and Natasha Douglas