A Valentine's Day poem, plus free writing/rhyming

once upon a time long ago, in my mind

the beer my father drank was called Valentine

frankincense and mir, stuff wise men left behind

I shrieked and ran at the thought of Frankenstein

the paper the traffic cop gave Dad was called a fine

holding a girl’s hand made a shiver go up my spine

I’d really get a whoopin whenever I was out of line

me and my brother? the blind leading the blind

fast forward now as I’ve entered modern time

i eventually grew up, I even grew a spine

but my knees still get wobbly when I pine

for you, my love, for you to be my Valentine

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