Roses are red, violets are blue, and so is Henry Potter. Valentine's Day is his birthday, but not one of his Creepy Creature Club friends seems to care. They're all busy making up poems. Henry is too, but his aren't working. Roses are red, but Rosa's redder, she's so mad at Henry. What's wrong with his Valentines? Why can't the class bigmouth say six little words to the girl he likes?