My Valentine,
Sweet Valentine,
Sing me a song with such sweet rhythms,
And not, Valentine,
Sweet Valentine,
Your unusual melody cataclysms.
Dear Valentine,
My Valentine,
Face the challenge head on if you will,
Oh Valentine,
Sweet Valentine,
Could you also sing less shrill.
My Valentine,
Sweet Valentine,
Sit upright upon the stool,
Because Valentine,
Dear Valentine,
When you slouch you look a fool.
My Valentine,
Sweet Valentine,
Half of your notes are alright,
But Valentine,
Dear Valentine,
The others are a fright.
So Valentine,
My Valentine,
Forgive me when I say
It’s you, Valentine,
Not me, Valentine,
That makes me feel this way,
Dear Valentine,
My Valentine,
Change that rag you wear so well,
And Valentine,
Oh, Valentine,
Help me to escape this hell.
Dear Valentine,
My Valentine,
Please say a resounding yes,
And Valentine,
My Valentine,
This is just the root of this mess.
Dear Valentine,
My Valentine,
Do forgive me when I say,
It’s you, Valentine,
Not me, Valentine,
So why do I always have to pay?
The Mansionic Perspective 
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