Monday, 21 February 2011

To win back Jared

My roommate Jared hates me
He renders me invalid,
He negates me.

I made a ceasar salad,
Crushed up anchovies,
All while singing his favourite ballad. 

Fried up some perogies,
The food of Polish people,
Invited him to my orgies.

And yet he still hates, thinks I'm feeble.
Kicks me in the face,
Punctures my pride on a steeple.

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