But since it is a very well known holiday I decided to prepare a poem for all you love birds out there…..*ahem*
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Here are some things
I should tell you.
I don’t make beds.
I’m jobless too.
I turn evil
during a flu.
I keep old bread.
My room’s a zoo.
Some people think
I’ve got lose screws.
My pets all fled.
I’m hard to woo.
Most of my bills
are overdue.
I always shed.
I have no clue.
I have a thing
for liquid glue.
But don’t worry.
It’s all okay.
I’ll overlook
your quirks any day.