Do you celebrate St Valentine's Day,
or do you think it's a crock of shit?
or do you think it's a crock of shit?
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ReplyDeleteHow romantic! ;)
ReplyDeleteI'm the epitome of romance, I'll have you know. I love my cat and tell him so often... ;-)
DeleteAnother crock of shitter here. Love the poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ness!
DeleteWhat day is it? Thursday... ;)
ReplyDeleteHa!
Deletevalentine's day was once a day when kids drew cards and left them in the locker of someone they liked, anonymously ... now it's a crock of shit!
ReplyDeleteThe teachers were (rightly) on strike on the day so no cards were swapped!
DeleteBrilliant poem, really warmed the cockles :D Well, I think it's a crock of shit, but I still accept flowers and chocolates. So I'm a hypocrite, but at least I'm an honest one :)
ReplyDelete:-)
DeleteCrock by the pot! Love your poem. I accept romantic offerings on all other 364 days of the year, gratefully :)
ReplyDeleteI would too, if they were offered ;-)
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ReplyDeleteNo one to share it with :(
ReplyDeleteNawww well we love you over here on the Lily Pad! Mwahs!
DeleteMwahs to you both.
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