Okay...so I've been counting down the hits. Now, for something new. I won't add any poetic scansion until next year, so enjoy it:
Valentine's Day 2006: The Martyrs
The fourteenth day of the year's number two
Has ushered in something much like a coup.
Invading insiders swell through the ranks.
Suggestions whispered then shore up the flanks.
The movement came in secret, under foot,
But slowly gained speed where romance took root.
Shadow economies supersede trade,
So kisses are assets making the grade.
And lobbyists peddling influence for cash
Give way to Teddy Bears who aren't so brash.
They're called St. Valentine's Martyrs Brigade
To honor a Saint's debt not yet repaid.
This army takes aim with heart-piercing charm,
And melts through defenses with words so warm.
Much like Ulysses, they come bearing gifts
They use as siege engines till your heart shifts;
Pray not to Hera, but Venus instead,
For Cupid to rain down arrows rose red.
These rebels, gods favored, now overrun
Societies' norms before they are done.
But just as evening to sunrise gives way,
The Martyrs fade, till next Valentine's Day.