Valentine's Day 2020

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The origins of the poem may be traced at least as far back as to the following lines written in 1590 by Sir Edmund Spenser from his epic The Faerie Queene (Book Three, Canto 6, Stanza 6).

It was upon a Sommers shynie day,

When Titan faire his beames did display,

In a fresh fountaine, farre from all mens vew,

She bath'd her brest, the boyling heat t'allay;

She bath'd with roses red, and violets blew,

And all the sweetest flowres, that in the forrest grew.

A nursery rhyme significantly closer to the modern cliché Valentine's Day poem can be found in Gammer Gurton's Garland, a 1784 collection of English nursery rhymes:

The rose is red, the violet's blue,

The honey's sweet, and so are you.

Thou are my love and I am thine;

I drew thee to my Valentine:

The lot was cast and then I drew,

And Fortune said it shou'd be you.

(This information can be viewed on Wikipedia)

 Bobby Vinton sang a song on this poem here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cuyuFJeNoxI

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Today’s theme continues from yesterday’s theme about the poem “Roses are red, Violets are blue….”. But now let’s turn our attention to the goofy interpretations of the poem. Below are a few that I found on Google. Please feel free to find more and add them here. 

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Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Some poems rhyme,

This one doesn’t.

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Roses are red,

But violets aren’t blue,

They’re purple, you dope,

Now go get a clue.

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Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Sugar is sweet,

And so are you.

The roses have wilted,

The violets are dead,

The sugar bowl is empty,

And so is your head.

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Roses are red,

Facebook is blue.

No mutual friends,

Who in the world are you?

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