I love you more than stomach trouble,

Double Bubble or the Hubble.

More than guacamole dip, sit and sip, chocolate chip.

Even more than ham and eggs, cribbage pegs, chicken legs.

Let it be said I love you

more than pools of Mountain Dew.

More than brand new pairs of sneakers

or plush toys with inside squeakers.

More than baseball, more than dice, more than Grey Goose over ice.

Even more than rock on vinyl, I love you and that is final.

Valentines, like Groundhog Day, one more hitch to grab your pay.

Show your love by spending loot. Throw it down the honey shoot.

Everybody kiss and hug. Give her diamonds, you big lug.

Show your heart is in your wallet. Love extortion’s what I call it.

Cards and candy, hearts and flowers, nods to advertising’s powers.

////this could be reconfigured or a refrain extracted? Perhaps titled “Love Extortion” or “Ad Hock”//////////

Love’s extortion is the potion of the day