Valentines Day?

Be my valentine? A question
annually asked
And one of dubious value,
as I review my past

But, what does it really mean
this vague question bold,
As it’s often asked
by those both young and old

It’s seeks a commitment
rather undefined in kind,
And one of questionable wisdom
at least in my own mind

It doesn’t ask for fidelity
nor favor, love or money
It really just asks you to be –
something rather odd and funny

All of this doesn’t seem
to me to be worthwhile,
Unless I suppose,
it generates a smile

But then I guess
the merchants need a reason,
To sell us something
in this off season

Well anyway, here goes –
would you – be my valentine?
And it that’s too heavy
could we just split a quart of wine?

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