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On the day of Valentines, What would I ask of thee? Other than your heart, What more could I ask for? Candy? No, makes me fat. Dinner? What a waste, it's gone in such haste. Under lady's things? Are we talking about for me or for thee? But my true love could send me one perfect rose; With its crushed velvet petals and its emerald stem. And its extended pointed leaves. It could be any color you please, Deep burgundy, sun kissed yellow, ivory white, blushing pink. Sprinkled with a touch of baby's breath. What an awe-inspiring picture of a queen's crown and glory! What do I want from my true love? All I ever want is thee, And one perfect rose if you please. |