Another Lonely Valentine. Poem by Simon Gowen

I haven't got a Valentine
Again I'm sad to say
But what I've got I'd gladly share
With the 'One' I hope some day

A head that's filled with comedy
A heart that's made of gold
I'd love to make you laugh
Until the two of us grow old.

But then I'd have to tone it down
The jokes they'd get no better
Cos as your bladder weakens
Then your underwear gets wetter!

So if you want to spend your days
With a gent who loves you madly
Then leave your name and number
And I'll call you soon, and gladly

I'm not looking for a quick fix
Or a bit that's on the side
Just a woman I can call my own
A groom that needs a bride