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