As a person young
In age and heart
The search for love is,
In my life, a part.
But amidst all the boasting,
The flirting, the pink
There come candid answers
That force you to think:
Tag Archives: Confusion
???mism
Glass half-empty,
Glass half-full:
Whole debate
Is kind of dull.
Glass is folded
In a ball.
I don’t get
This debate at all.
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Not My Genre
He knows that she knows
That I know that he knows
That I think I know
That she thinks he knows me.
If you didn’t quite get that
Then know that I think
That you and I know
To avoid mysteries.
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An Accidental Playmate
I’m in love with a rabbit
Whom I have named Hop.
She’s got soft auburn hair
And legs that won’t stop.
…
I’ve just been informed
That she is a “bunny.”
I guess that explains
Why she asked me for money.
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The Daily Travesty 