The Valentine's Zone

Valentine's Day Poem
Valentine's Day

by Monty Ashley at
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Once a priest named Valentine
was beheaded in AD two-six-nine.
At least, according to this book of mine,
Which adds that there were two other Valentines.

I don't know much about the other two,
but I assume that they were martyrs, too.
All three were eventually canonized
for being holy in the church's eyes.

In the sixteenth century, Saint Francis de Sales
Saw a ritual in which young pagan males
Would get random cards with the names of girls,
whom they would then woo (in some parts of the world).

Francis made cards with the names of the saints,
In the hope that the Pagans would be what they ain't.
It utterly failed, but oh well, at least
He linked Lupercalia with an innocent priest.

Then Al Capone's men in Nineteen-Twenty-Nine
Gunned down their rivals in a line.
Sadly for me, there were not nine,
but seven. Which I can't make rhyme.

This holiday thus has different meanings
felt by people according to their leanings.
To some, its a day for flowers and candy;
To others, a reason to get blitzed on brandy.

The heart was chosen for about the same reason
As roses, to show the intent of the season.
See, it's said that they look like parts of the body,
which I won't describe except to say that they're naughty.

Champagne and chocolate are frequently seen
as being "romantic" whatever that means.
As symbols for something that's vaguely defined,
They still stand for something ineffably fine.

So, keeping all off these things in mind,
The sex, the deaths, the flowers, the wine,
The devotion of priests, and the passage of time,
Will you be my Valentine?
 
Sir refuses to read the lit forums so he wont see this but i love you sooo much



on second thought, im sortof glad he cant see this, he HATES valentines day
 
(note to self: order Brokeback Mountain again on Netflix. Yummy!)

giggly goo. Some things never change. Le sigh...

I'm in the mood for love. Simply because you're near me. Funny but when you're near me. I'm in the mood for love...
 
Awww. Cook her dinner?
I do that about every weekend now. She hates to cook and I was a professional chef, award wining I might add, and owned a restaurant years ago.

so, great food and great sex are gifts I already give...:rolleyes:

*sigh*

what ever to do :confused:



:rose:
 
I do that about every weekend now. She hates to cook and I was a professional chef, award wining I might add, and owned a restaurant years ago.

so, great food and great sex are gifts I already give...:rolleyes:

*sigh*

what ever to do :confused:



:rose:

You owned a restaurant??? GET OUT! What kind of food? Mister Man's dream is to open a restaurant (his dad owned too, so it's not entirely out of his ass), and I sometimes dabble in that dream.

I'd never even think of opening one in SF - wayyy too competitive, but I have to admit I sometimes am tempted around here. There just aren't enough simple, unfussy fresh ingredients places around here. On the other other hand? I have been shocked to discover that the world according to ITW isn't a world that everyone wants to inhabit. Some people genuinely enjoy recipes that call for a can of cream of mushroom soup. *shudder*

Ok, back to you. What kind of person is she? I know what I'd like, but I'm guessing you aren't dating a spoiled brat like me. Or are you?
 
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