I hope you’ll be my valentine.
You’re not so sure? I see.
You wonder why the card I gave
is crushed and crumpled?
                                                         Gee…
 
I fashioned it with you in mind--
with paper, sequins, glue--
then gently walked it to your house.
The next part’s strange, but true…
 
I tried to place it in your box.
(Yes, that’s what I had planned.)
Just then, a sentimental ape
removed it from my hand!
 
She lumbered down the street so fast
(your note crushed in her fist).
She seemed to think she’d won my heart
but in a crazy twist
 
a magpie spied your valentine
as ruby sequins flashed.
It stole her heart! She stole your card,
flew far away…
                                   then crashed.
 
A smitten chipmunk found your note
and stuffed it down a hole.
It would have stayed there--disappeared--
except a lovelorn mole
 
insisted it was in his way
and swept it from his floor.
It popped up at my feet. What luck!
I bolted to your door.
 
Remember, it’s the thought that counts,
so don’t look so confused.
This valentine’s a fine design
it’s just a little…used.
 
And anyhow, it demonstrates
the kind of love I feel.
This crushed-up valentine is proof--
my crush on you is real!