kindergarten

It was kindergarten and I was in love. We almost shared the same birthday so, duh, we were destined. We'd met during a game of leap frog and by lunchtime we were hitched.
From then on, we did everything together. We played house and tag and sat next to each other during reading time. We even moved our cots beside each other during nap time. Our marriage was so perfect.
The next morning, I was swinging in the playground all by my lonesome, waiting for my hubby to show up. I didn't see him when he did. Instead, I saw a faceful of sand. He'd pushed me off the swing from behind, into the ground. As I began to cry, he laughed. I turned sharply and shoved him onto the cement and when he began to cry, I stomped away with my head held high, flowery dress billowing in the wind of my glorious departure.
I divorced him after that. And I took the tricycle too.

crash the party - ok go

You're not the prettiest girl in town
I'm not the only boy with sullied clothes and a sullen frown, so
To hell with Valentine's, to hell with perfume
To hell with chocolates and picnics
And Sinatra tunes
'Cause while the rest of the girls are drowning in roses and songs he composes
And while the rest of the guys are all trying
All trying so hard

Oh girl, let's crash the party
El Dorado on the lawn (hey, hey, hey)
Let's burn holes in the carpets
Kicking, shouting, dancing on the tables all night long

I'm not so good with subtlety
You wouldn't say that I'm the picture of urbanity
Never put much stock in suavity, courtesy, chivalry, gallantry
All that useless jewelry
But while the rest of the girls still sigh for the night he was smiling politely
And while the rest of the guys are all trying
All trying so hard

Oh girl, let's crash the party
El Dorado on the lawn (hey, hey, hey)
Let's burn holes in the carpets
Kicking, shouting, dancing on the tables all night long
(Oh girl, let's crash the party)
All night
(Let's burn holes in the carpet)
All night long

My traditional Valentine's Day ode. Happy Singles' Awareness Day.