Spotted on talkingcock.com, good vanstine's day poems on "they who won't be named", well some anyway.
AH BENGÂ’S VALENTINE
Roses are red Bluebirds are blue
If you dun pak tor with me, I will hoot you
T T DURAIÂ’S VALENTINE
My pay was high My tap was gold
IÂ’m now looking for love For when IÂ’m paroled
SENIOR MINISTERÂ’S VALENTINE
My darling Wife No ifs, ands, or buts
Please donÂ’t say anything About which you know nuts
SINGAPORE GIRLÂ’S VALENTINE
Chicken or beef? Red wine or sherry?
Sir, youÂ’re a foreigner? Come, let us marry!
THAKSINÂ’S VALENTINE
The price I paid for your love Was more than your money could buy
So why not throw in a P.R. Since now I canÂ’t be Thai?
AN ELDERLY POLITICIANÂ’S VALENTINE
My flag is half red, My windcheater blue
If you donÂ’t say you love me I will sue you
AN ELDERLY POLITICIANÂ’S SONÂ’S VALENTINE
Darling, you wear the pantsAnd that to me is just fine
But really, must the pants that you wear, Also have to be mine?
