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if you only knew what i really thought about you
by Kalikala Smithyou left a bitter taste in my mouth,
dried up from years of randomness, probably.
no, see, i'm capable of buying my own drink,
and no, really, i don't want to dance.
please no, you are less than my type,
(and i don't even have a type).
not that it matters to your sloshing self,
who doesn't even look at my face,
when you're talking... (is that talking or gawking?)
my rack seems to suffice.
no, really, your hands don't belong there,
trust me.
if you only knew what i really thought about you,
you'd sober up quick. 03/24/2004 Author's Note: ahh, silly drunk boys.
Posted on 03/24/2004
Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 03/25/04 at 06:16 PM ahh.. yes, drunk boys are very silly... if only they knew how unattractive they really are :) great read |
| Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 03/28/04 at 11:17 PM OMG! I know this feeling! I REALLY know this feeling. You've described this perfectly. Well done!! |
| Posted by Matt Forget on 03/29/04 at 11:40 AM I feel ya...I completely understand...it's strange to say now that I have a bf and all...crazy that. Nice work, keep it up :) |
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