St. Valentine's Parade

A clown, a fool, a beast
A withered rose within his hand
His glory, his pride, his pleasure
To let her tainted smile reprimand
The dirt, the noise, the chaos
As he marched with the band
In this St. Valentine's Day Parade

A jeer, a jest, a drunken laugh
This game played with his heart
A cheer, a shout, a scream
A piece of emotional schrapnel blew him apart
A dream, a wish, a thought process
All his money blown at the bar
In this St. Valentine's Day Parade