Everyone's favorite misguided mob man is having trouble with the same thing men the world over have trouble with every Valentine's Day: Expressing emotions to their loved one. Here are a few poems Johnny was working on that ended up getting him (1) a drink on his expensive dinner suit, (2) a plant pot crushed over his head, and, (3) his BMW rolled off a cliff. Be gentle, love birds. Johnny has feelings, too:
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
unfortunately the flowers I sent you
never quite made it through.
My love,
I promise you are the only one;
Please remind me
not to forget to pack the gun.
A tisket,
a tasket,
my love for you is displayed
with a funeral casket.
You are the most beautiful woman
I have ever seen;
Please remember this
when you've caught me with the pageant queen.
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