Candy Loving Americans Celebrate Sweetest Day (or Not)

Americans are a candy loving people, and women in particular harbor a passion for chocolate, however, a lot of men are ambivalent about Sweetest Day on general principles. How Sweetest Day candy loving are you?

Just an opportunity to sell more candy?

I'm sorry, thought you understood
That this Sweetest Day thing, well, I would
Be contented without it
No doubt about it--
Just selling, in all likelihood

Her reply:

You don't believe in Sweetest Day?
No problem from me, by the way
Just give me your card
While I'm gone, you think hard
That the stingy eventually pay

For a conversation that puts the kybosh on the mood, tell her she's fat!

Sweets for the sweet's what they say
(Who make candy to sell Sweetest Day)
But forgive me, my dear
As your lover, I fear
You've gained weight, so here's your crudite.

Her reply:

You don't believe in Sweetest Day?
You've a right to whatever you say
No matter how wrong
So just run along
I'm not in the mood now fore play.

Here's another helpful mention of diet, with similar results.

I don't believe in Sweetest Day
Just a ploy to sell candy, I say
I won't play along
Thank me now, I'm not wrong
When you're on the scale later, you may.

Her reply:

You don't believe in Sweetest Day?
That's a rational stance, by the way
And I know you're headstrong
So you just run along
For you'll find there's no cuddling today.

You usually forget, but cover well?

A Sweetest Day aquamarine
An opal, a pearl, or citrine
Together, we'll choose
One that's perfect. Excuse
Me for waiting to set the right scene.

You usually forget, and don't cover too well?

I didn't forget Sweetest Day
If you thought so, I just have to say
That my heart's not that small
Thought we'd go to the mall
You should have what you want, dear, okay?

You usually forget, but you are resigned to making it all better.

A Sweetest Day aquamarine
Or an amythyst says what I mean
And helps set the scene.
You have me between
The rational and endocrine.

You are smooth, really smooth, and covering spectacularly.

A Sweetest Day aquamarine
Or an amythst says that I mean
To plan for romancing
Hold hands, take you dancing
And later, perhaps, haute cuisine.

You are actually eager for Sweetest Day.

Sweetest Day's just the excuse
That permits me to really cut loose.
Without, I won't dare
To tell you I care
On the odd chance you didn't deduce.

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