I Love to Hate Valentine's Day

A poem by my 6th grader...

Valentine's Day is like a thorn,
like exposed skin, torn
like a trip to the dentist
worse than being a dancer's apprentice.

With me looking forlorn,
like eating burnt corn
I hope I'm not on Cupid's list
love is worse than Santa's naughty list. 

Even though the chocolate's nice
I would rather have lice.
I would even pay
to not have to deal with Valentine's Day.

1 comment:

David said...

Oh god, that's adorable! Reminds me of similar feelings when I was in sixth grade. How things change!