There’s nothing that says “I Love You” more
Than an expensive card being shoved through your door
The card-makers are rubbing their hands in glee
Saying “Give this to your loved one, your money to me!”
The restaurants are in on the conspiracy too
Buy a meal for one, you’ll still pay for two:
”Get in by seven, get ten per cent off” they say
And charge by the sprout so there’s still more to pay.
Rose growers unite to set their prices high
They grow their roses to reach for the sky
And then they sell them, complete with full stem
And charge by the weight – or sell them in tens.
Chocolates are delicious, I’m sure you’ll agree
And at certain times of the year they are quite fancee
But most Valentine’s chocolates leave a familiar taste
Especially when devoured at extremely great haste!
Wines and champagnes are next on my list
Pay slightly more to still get quite p merry…
You can buy some cheap plonk that is lower in price
But remember the headache pills – heed this advice!
Strawberries are yummy, succulent and fresh,
Diamonds glisten, and are oh so presh,
There are plenty of love songs – even I know a few,
Yet everything is upped by a penny or two.
When all said and done, it’s the spender’s money, not mine
And I’ll be staying in on my own, with that I’m fine
I’ll watch a DVD with a glass of fine wine (bought last month)
How will you spend your Valentine’s?
To enable me to ‘get things done’ elsewhere, here is a quick repost, slightly reworked here and there, of a poem penned by my very own Inner Romantic a couple of years ago. Not Tomanova, I hasten to add, but the other Inner Romantic I have. I think this Inner Romantic and I share the same train of thought about certain things, Valentine’s included it seems.
Hopefully, a new post will appear tomorrow, Tomanova seems to be stirring…
The Mansionic Perspective 
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