Behold the way of fine-feathered friend,
His virtue doth parade.
Thou know'st not,
my ***-witted friend,
The picture thou hast made.
Thy vacant brow and thy tousled hair Conceal thy good intent.
Thou noble, upright, truthful,
sincere,
And slightly dopey gent,
You're my
funny valentine,
Sweet
comic valentine.
You make me smile
with my heart.
Your looks
are laughable,
Unphotographable,
yet,
You're my favorite work of art.
Is your figure less than Greek?
Is your mouth a little weak?
When you open it to speak,
Are you smart?
But don't
change a hair for me, Not if you care for me.
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