Roses are red. Violets are blue.
Even though I cant stand you. I still love you.
You nag me all the time.
Even about the things that are mine.
But you love me like a flower.
All around the hour.
We argue and fight, but we say.
I love you before the end of the night.
You been there for everything.
As I know you always will.
I want to tell you now, on Valentine's Day.
I love you, and I think you're really great.
You're everything a grandmother should be.
A cherished person I appreciate!
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