Second month and fourteenth day
Has reared it's dubious head,
A special day for lovers
And one that singles dread.
But this time I will not succumb
Nor walk the party line,
I'm chocolate's biggest nightmare --
The anti-Valentine.
This year I'll make me breakfast
And savor it in bed;
Have whipped cream with my coffee
And toasted raisin bread.
Instead of buying roses
I'll pick a leaf or vine,
I'm chocolate's biggest nightmare --
The anti-Valentine
I'll make myself a heart shaped card
And write a sappy poem
Of "how I'm loved and in my arms
A heart has found it's home".
I'll dance a slow dance all alone
While I sip sparkling wine,
I'm chocolate's biggest nightmare --
The anti-Valentine
I'll buy myself a negligee
And wear it for my mirror,
And thank God I don't have to care
How I look from the rear.
I'll wear those fishnets and a thong
For no one's eyes but mine,
I'm chocolate's biggest nightmare --
The anti-Valentine
If you think me pathetic
I can't say that I care,
I'd rather smile and celebrate
Than sink into despair.
As for someone to hold tonight,
My pillows do just fine.
I'm chocolate's biggest nightmare --
The anti-Valentine
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Aww... thats so sad. Did you write this just because you didn't have anyone on that day...or because you just felt witty and smart and you wanted to write ...something witty and smart? Enlighten me pleeeeeeeease
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