It came through the door with a loud Ďkerplunkí
And now lies on the floor with the usual junk.
I can see what it is, no prizes there,
For hearts and kisses are drawn everywhere.
A valentine card - who could it be
Sending a message of love to me?
Could it be Sarah? Belinda? or Jane?
Or the girl who smiled last week on the train?
What about Lisa? Donna? or Tess?
Itís no good Iíll have to read it and guess.
I kneel down and gather it up from the mat
To find that itís actually addressed to my cat.
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