I've never quite entirely grasped the concept of "being one's valentine." Sure, in the commercial sense it means buy a lot of Hallmark junk, right? Well, as much as I love going to walgreens for junk food, I'm not too big on the aisle of raging pink.
So in the course of writing those few sentences, I'm still not sure of the deep, dark mysteries of Valentine, but here's a little ditty for