It’s Valentine’s Day and all through the house, not a creature was stirring except for The Louse.
The husband all snuggled up in his warm office, was doing nothing to kindle a dreamy romance.
The wife she lay sleeping alone in the bed, while visions of romance danced in her head.
Awakening shortly in search of Valentine’s clues, she finds one clawing cat, 2 whining dogs, and a fresh pile of poo.
Her husband has fled to find a last minute gift, which he hopes within her will induce a lift.
He will be forgiven of this he has found, their love is permanent and she gives him the crown.
He wears it with honor, for she is the one, he chose to Marry until life’s setting sun.
He will return and she will embrace, this man who has scurried back from the race
Elbowing, shoving, and near-bloody nose, to get a Valentine’s gift that really shows
All the love he has for her though cannot be achieved, for any gift given pales to what he received
The cup runneth over when she married him, looking upward you cannot even make out the brim.