Behold the way our fine-feathered friend, His virtue doth parade - Thou knowest not, my dim-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, un-photographable.... Yet, you're my favourite 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) Stay, little Valentine, stay! Each day is Valentine's Day.
Lorenz Hart
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