In Which The Author Gets Bored at Work

I came up with a few odes. Here they are, for your enjoyment.

To The Boy

Thank you for buying me cupcakes on Sunday when I was cranky.

And also for making sure to get the grocery store kind because they are the best.

And also for not making fun of me for liking grocery store cupcakes best of all.

And also for letting me eat them all.

I love you.

To That Sketchy Indian Guy at the Gym

Who Kept Hitting on Me Even After

I Told You I Had a Boyfriend,

Wore a Shirt that said,

"I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND"

and Casually Mentioned That I

Didn't Like You:

Fuck off.

That is all.