DO AS HE DIDN'T

[Thoughts on a Theme]

St. Valentine, a Celibate,
Lifelong declined to procreate.
It's odd his name is on the date
When birds and bees - and mortals - mate!
The Saint eschewed the married state,
And thought it rude to contemplate
The joys of the connubial fate:
He trod a solitary gait.
What perils might have lain, innate,
In Valentine's unwedded state!
The wide world should congratulate
The Saint who didn't copulate,
For if we didn't integrate,
And no-one chose to consummate,
Creation would disintegrate:
Oblivion would be our fate!
So, lasses, lads, appreciate
That all the world's continued fate
Was chosen by a Celibate,
A Saint who never took a mate!
If Valentine had upped and wed,
Would we all be not here, or dead?
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