Valentine Poem

	 To those of a romantic turn of mind
	 Valentine's the day for poetry
	 I must confess that I am so inclined
	 So I'm afraid you must put up with me.

	 My verses, though, are mostly of the kind
	 That's penned by Ogden Nash, or Edward Lear
	 But valentines want something more refined
	 And so I must become a sonneteer.
	
	 If you find these words not to your taste,
	 I have but this to say in my defense:
	 Please read them in the spirit they were placed
	 With love, that is, and not artistic sense.

	 Oops!  I'm out of room, with but one line
	 In which to say, dear, be my valentine.