An Ode to Valentine's Day

On this day of February the 14th,

We give salute to an organ,

Of muscle and might,

That keeps us alive,

And keeps us just right,

Or not right at all if your heart beats black,

But nonetheless it pumps forth your blood

And keeps you going,

In rough times and smooth

You'll claim to share a heart,

That it beats as one with another

But this is quite absurd,

Like a bird eating a giraffe,

But we'll let you think what you want,

While mocking you so,

Some of us will go on,

Some of us will be solo,

But we all must go through the paces,

To make it to February the 15th,

And so on and so forth.

Let our organ continue,

Let it beat through its valves,

Let it spit out its orders,

Let it help fight the infections,

Let's just be grateful that we have hearts at all,

And try not to use them too much,

Or they'll fall into nothing,

And then we'll be gone,

But let's not worry about those types of things.

Today is a day about loving another,

How many others, I'm not even sure,

Can there be a limit to how much love we can share,

Surely the blood pumping muscle has room to spare,

So invite all your family,

And invite all your friends,

To take a piece of your heart,

But not really,

Be careful that they should know this,

They must hold it all equally or else it'll tear,

And then you'll be dead, and wasted with tears,

That'll stream down their faces,

But they'll still have the pieces,

But you won't have anything,

Except a hole in your chest,

Though you'll still have you lungs and you brain,

And while you can't digest, I will digress,

And say that it is not befitting us,

To throw it around to much,

This organ and these words,

We must know who deserves them,

And let them view it awhile,

But don't give it away,

Because without your heart what are you?

But a corpse, or a corpsett.

So young lovers, and old,

Go about your day,

Be you straight, or straight up homosexually gay,

You have all you need with your partner or partners by your side,

Who am I to judge,

Just be careful what you do

And always wrap up your tools,

And just take it easy,

And just eat your meals slowly,

For your heart may be clogged,

With too much cholesterol.

We will be on with it shortly,

But finally to all you single people,

Who long for your companions

Do not fear,

All you must do is find a mirror my dears,

And smile and chat, and find good company within,

Or holler and be bitter too,

At least you won't be alone on this day of the 14th of the 2nd month of the year,

And through all these pains,

And all of these gains,

We will bid adieu to old lovers too.

And miss the missed opportunities one and all,

And go ahead, go on being jealous and

Utterly despicably depressed,

But remember that one day will come around

Where you will have a love on your arm,

On a Valentines day,

That'll seem much brighter than this one today.