The hearts go flying through the air
The kisses planted everywhere
The cards come dropping through the door
Yes! It’s Valentine’s Day once more
The girls, dash to read the names
The boy’s, expecting cards from dames
Husbands, hoping girl friends don’t
Wives, know their husbands won’t
The expectations when the postman knocks
Hearts beat faster, then the shocks
Husband receives all four cards
Is it the kids? Or is it his pards
Now! The husband try’s to laugh it off
But the kids just stand and scoff and scoff
Wife now standing with hands on hips
Now! It’s time to read my lips
Lip reading, is not my strongest cue
But yes! The message is getting through
If a card or flowers are not forthcoming
You will! Be moving out and slumming
A decision was made in such great haste
For flowers and a meal of taste
The kids egged her on to have a go
At unromantic husband Joe
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