You’ve said he’s undeserving and obtuse,
A social stick you never want to see,
He’s unreliable (save for abuse),
And always drains the room of energy;
Like how, as you explained to me before,
He shows up late for warm-up every time,
And when he does, he always looks so bored—
Indifference which is a personal crime–
And how you caught him staring at your chest
(Not even through the corner of his eye)
And then you heard him mumbling “nice breasts,”
Oh what a wretched man–you could just die!
“I want nothing to do with him,” you shout,
But lately he’s been all you’ve talked about.
~Michael Danger Caskey