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 I am your noble upright, truthful, sincere And slightly dopey gent
And you are my funny valentine, sweet comic valentine You make me smile with my heart Your 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? And when you open it to speak, are you smart?
But don't change a hair for me not if you care for me Stay funny valentine stay little valentine stay Little valentine stay, each day is Valentine's day