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 are
My funny valentine
Sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart
You looks are laughable, unphotographable
Yet you're my favorite work of art
Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little bit weak
When you open it to speak, are you smart
Don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine stay
Each day is valentine's day