A Poem for Valentine’s Day

The Hawk’s resident poet Noel Adrian-Hepsworth offers up a stirring passage for all you romantics out there.


Valentine’s Dame


My Valentine,

My little Valentine,


Fiery fruit that lights my loin,

Rest your bosom across my groin,

And we shall fry a tenderloin,

My little Valentine.


Undress yourself in front of me,

Remove your jumpsuit, your trilby,

Shave off your dictators goatee,

My little Valentine.


I did not mean to kill your dog,

My swinging foot was lost in fog,

So cease your shrieking pointless hog,

My little Valentine.


We’ll run away to Dusseldorf

And our entire lives will morph

My cleanly shaven, dogless dwarf,

My little Valentine.


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