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Runny Valentine

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I love to spend my life with you

Together ‘til we’re old

That doesn’t mean I wish to share

A runny, streaming cold

My nose is getting rosy

I’ve tissues close at hand

If I don’t rush to kiss you

I hope you’ll understand

It’s not a lack of passion

If I don’t give a hug

I have no wish to make you worse

With yet another bug

Let’s keep the germs at arms-length

And flu that comes from swine

In sickness and in health you are

My one true Valentine.

 

 

 

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