Won’t you be my Valentine?
I promise to be kind.
When I peel an orange and eat the flesh,
I’ll save you the seeds and rind.
Please, please, be my Valentine.
I promise to be caring.
I’ll remember not to slurp my soup
And that toothbrushes aren’t for sharing.
Yes, if you’ll be my Valentine,
I promise that I’ll love you.
I’ll even wear that tie you bought,
But, Hon, your fanny gets the tattoo.
