Alas, the hapless porcupine, his heart really bleeds, poor chap.
The quills on his fair valentine turned metaphor into a mishap.
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Pity the poor mantis, when he’s in his Valentine’s embrace.
When the lady says "Oh God!" she’s merely saying grace.
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On Valentine’s Day, in the water sport the hippopotami.
It’s the only way to support their entwined anatomy.
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Snails are strange creatures; hermaphrodites every one.
On Valentine’s Day, the bastards have twice the fun.
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