Oh ice cream boy
It’d been years since I saw you
Not a sad thing, really
As you’d grown rather ugly
You’d packed in your scoop
And started using words like “haterz” and “peeps”
You’d wear bandanas-I was embarrassed for you
Now I’m stuck with this niggling regret
(OH, your arms as you scooped; the flex in your neck!)
These days when i see you shooting hoops with your “posse”
how I wish I’d asked you out
for a drink
or some sausage.
current topic for submission
"Most inexplicable fling (or crush)"
and coming soon...
our next topic:
"regrets"
big or small-- i used to be convinced i didn't have any regrets, but when i really thought about it, i realized that i do-- and they're not what i ever would have imagined-- what're yours? start thinking about it, so you can send me your story! i'll post the deadline soon -- xo m.m.