Televisions, shops
supermarkets all
gaudy display
expressions of this day.
Stylised hearts,
flowers forced red,
cupids look daft
no street cred!
I simply refuse
to gorge
on this hype
have this poem,
if you will,
it's how I feel.
13/2/98
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Nice write, just enough rhyme to hold it together without being Greeting Card verse! The sentiments couldn't be more apt. The day has become an excuse for commercial blackmail - buy your sweetie a gift, OR ELSE. She'll be plenty hurt if you don't, and you're going to have to sleep on the couch till her birthday. Loved this one.