VALENTINE ONION POEM FOR DUMMIES

O my Luve is sort of a pink, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is much like the melody That’s sweetly performed in tune. So truthful artwork thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I;...They say the written word has started to become a missing artwork form. If that’s legitimate, we wish to reverse course and assist maintain it,