(To give a little background, I make naughty and funny poems on other people’s wives.
I am quite good at it. Sometimes one tends to get a little overboard and has to make up.
What better day than Valentine.)

On this day of Valentine,
As we dine with whisky and wine
Let me reiterate that you are mine
To impress others, I may write many a line
In my eyes, it is you alone shine
I think of you nine to five and five to nine
Whether your mood is acidic or alkaline
Whether you praise me or malign
Whether my company makes you ecstatic or whine
Whether you consider me to be saint or swine
For me, only you shall remain divine