And Ode For Valentines

If You’d Be Mine

I’d dang near wrestle a porcupine
If you’d be my Valentine;
Barrel down the Brazos to the old Gulf brine
If you’d be my Valentine.

I’d gladly let the Dow decline
So long as you’re my Valentine;
Stand naked in Times Square singing “Clementine”
So long as you’re my Valentine.

I’d crawl on my knees to Caroline
To seal the deal and make you mine;
I’d cut and paste ‘til the sun don’t shine
To seal the deal and make you mine.

To the craters of the moon I’d walk the line
If you’d be my Valentine;
That is to say, away I’d pine
Unless you be my Valentine.


© Jim Miller 2013