My Love Is Like A Red, Red Object
I don’t have any Valentine’s Day gifts for you
My love is like a red, red rose: bought five minutes ago at the corner bodega when I suddenly remembered that it’s Valentine’s Day.
My love is also like a red, red stop sign, which saved me tonight because honestly, if I hadn’t had to wait before crossing the street, I wouldn’t have glanced at the roses for sale outside the bodega…