I love you like the jubilant eyes of the wonderful, mysterious octopi,
you help me in life through and through (like the protective mother of a cockatoo).
You make me happy, as happy as an iguanadon, and I love it that I get to call you Mom.
My Valentine:
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This is so beautiful. I can only hope to get something even half this beautiful and strange for Valentine’s Day someday.
How sweet. What a good mom you are.
You’re the mother of a poet!
That was incredibly sweet!