(With apologies to Robert Browning)
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
This is how I love thee, oh glorious Valentine’s Day.
I love thy heart-shaped boxes wreathed in ruffles.
I love thy peanut clusters and dark chocolate truffles.
I love thy Godivas and Doves, Hersheys and Lindts.
I love thy brownies, cupcakes, and buttermints.
I love every sweet you bring to me
Almost as much as I love thee.
And so my hinder parts no longer are slim,
And my post-Valentine’s trauma is a daily trip to the gym.
OINK, OINK!
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I have never thought of Valentines as a passive aggressive holiday but I do now!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the giggle this morning.
Peace, Julie
Linda, you are naughty!
ReplyDeleteLOL!!! Great poetry, Linda!! :)
ReplyDeleteI love it! Thanks for the laugh!
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this poem, Linda. It's so true to life! Good job.
ReplyDeleteHi Linda:
ReplyDeleteI think your poem is very clever. And it scans so well. Perfect for the occasion.
However,
I think everyone just assumes that Robert wrote that poem to his lover, Elizabeth. Men are the great troubadours. But Elizabeth wrote the poem.
Vince
Thanks, all. I had a giggle writing the poem. Glad it gave you a smile.
ReplyDeleteAnd Vince thank you for the correction. I never get my Brownings right. Now, my brownies, that's a different matter. lol
Hi Linda:
ReplyDeleteThat was so funny that one might think I was your straight man. Wonderful!
Vince
I'm feeling silly and giddy today because I finished a proposal and met my deadline!
ReplyDeleteVince, you can be my straight man any day. I just couldn't resist.