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.