With this day being the V-day, and being bombarded with all the appropriate inputs from everywhere I go and everywhere I look, I decided to put my thoughts on Valentines.(In continuation from my Dairy post)
Disclaimer 1: This is not a review on the book…though the review itself was encouraged by the title of the book
Disclaimer 2: Ramblings of the Angel who thinks she can rhyme
The Husband’s trouble with Valentine*
My trouble with valentine…sigh my woes
Ok…Here is how my Story goes
If I don’t buy a Diamond; she cries
If I buy a Diamond; I cry
Roses don’t help too much either
This is one day I don’t get a breather
A special gift I must think about every year
Even though she says ‘Its not the gift .my dear’
But every year I swear I try
And all that she can do is Cry
I wish there was someone who knew
What the H*ll am I supposed to do!
The wife’s trouble with Valentine*
My trouble with valentine…sigh my woes
Ok…Here is how my Story goes
I love my Husband, you bet I do
But my Valentine is always blue
Every year, he gives me something new
And sweetly whispers ‘I love you’
The gift I see, the words I hear
Brings to my eyes a heartfelt tear
Why would that turn him mad?
Just about enough with this man I’ve had
Why the hell should he buy me things
For all I care is the Lovin’ that he brings!
The Boyfriend’s trouble with Valentine
My trouble with valentine…sigh my woes
Ok…Here is how my Story goes
I met my girlfriend, oh were in love
She is pure as water, free like a Dove
All year its all Hunky Dory
But on 14th feb, things get Gory
She expects something new every year
Nag me all day, chews off my ear
And when I get her something I like
She looks at me ‘what is this a miniature Bike?’
Then she’ll say ‘I wanted this and that’
And all I can think of is ‘what a spoilt brat’
The Girlfriend’s trouble with Valentine
My trouble with valentine…sigh my woes
Ok…Here is how my Story goes
My boyfriend is such a sweetheart
Tough as Nails, sweet as a tart
Keeps me happy all year thru
There just one thing bout’, that tensions brew
Just doesn’t know how to show his love
Calls me water, calls me a Dove!(eek)
And on Valentines this year, he bought me a bike
A miniature one at that, Stupid Dy*ke
Doesn’t know that Roses say, all that needs to be said
And now he’ll get a bunch of hair, pulled out his head!
The Broken Heart’s trouble with Valentine
My trouble with valentine…sigh my woes
Ok…Here is how my Story goes
Last year this time, life was bliss
Until last month, when everything turned to P*ss
The long fights, and all the tears
Manifested in a moment all my fears
And Now I sit here all alone
Waiting to hear the ring, of the silent Phone
One second thoughts, god it feels nice
Not to have to deals with all those lies
In the world of Dating, I’m gonna be a hit
Thank god no more dealing, with that piece of Sh*t
The Angel’s trouble with Valentine
My trouble with valentine…sigh my woes
Ok…Here is how my Story goes
Everywhere I go I see a big red heart
And all I wanna do is tear it apart
Balloons saying Kiss me hard and Hold me tight
Wicked urge to use a pin and show my might
Love has become such a frightful thing
It’s all about the Presents and the costly Bling!
Don’t make me think I SHOULD receive a gift
Make me want stuff, and cause a rift
All this commercialization, Leave me alone
Where are thou my Cowboy, come n Whisk me home!