Four boys that entertain me in the wee hours of the night.
Four boys that make totally inappropriate comments.
Four boys that make me laugh.... sometimes.
Four boys that feed me when I'm dirt poor and have had nothing to eat.
Four boys that feed me even when I have eaten.
Four boys that walk me home at night.
Four boys that I sometimes have to walk home at night.
Four boys that never seem to leave Nate alone.
Four boys that are extremely nerdy.
One boy left to go poop.
One boy touched the other boy's nipple.
One boy continues to stare at his computer.
Four boys.
One Me.
Oh crap.
dear hannah.
ReplyDeleteyour poem is so touching. it just tugs on my stomach.... and now i'm hungry... thanks a lot...