Monday, February 14, 2011


As sure as summer
Follows spring
As sure as a pebble
Flies from a sling
As swallows mate
Upon the wing
As Bob and Dorothy
Follow Bing
As Elvis Presley
Was the King
As a ready microwave
Goes ping
As your morning smile
Makes my heart go zing
You dazzle me
Like a rapper’s bling
Because you’re my Valentine
And that’s the thing


wastedpapiers said...

Lovely stuff - you old romantic you!

Jilly Jargon said...

Thank you darling.

Nicole Braganza said...

Sigh. Romance is dead nowadays...

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Girlie said...

A new blog. A first post. A new name.