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a response sonnet to Ben Langhinrichs
When we first met you walked me home from school
The sunlight dappled in our springtime eyes.
I thought it sweet 'cause you were just so cool,
The naughty boy the teachers all despised.

Our love began to blossom on that day;
My girly heart found you misunderstood.
So when my Dad said you should stay away
I followed my own heart as any would.

We ran away, were married at eighteen.
I birthed your children and you searched for jobs.
You drank beer on the sofa in between
And I disturbed the neighbors with my sobs.

The kids are grown at last now you must leave.
Then I can freely boink your ex-boss, Steve.

Written in response to "It Can't Be Me"   by Ben Langhinrichs
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