Valentime Again

It is once again that time of year when we should think about the ones we love and forget to send them a card. Rather than send any cards myself, I offer up the following happy thoughts that might have been in some cards that I should have sent.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
So is my heart,
Bled dry over you.

Love is a squirrel, flitting feverishly from tree to tree, looking for acorns, only to slip and fall into the street to be squashed by a truck carrying nuts.

My love is a red, red rose, covered in my blood. Damn thorns.


Unknown said...

roses are #FF0000
violets are #0000FF

Chet Haase said...

this poem's in hex
and in binary 10