Love can be a fickle mistress, who makes you giggle for hours straight while simultaneously turning your innards to glue. For all those who are still searching for that special Valentine's Day strumpet or crumpet, this poem is for you.
Gelatinous Love Bubbles
Stand forth, first frothy dew of the morning.
Love shall be yours and your nuggets shall shine.
Though sad the song your heart currently sings,
love shall be yours in time.
Or, you can get a lots of cats.
Anyway, cheer up little lonely hearts.