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Dark Comedy. Would love feedback. |
| You, Me, and a Bottle of Rum It sounded corny, but I told you our love was like a funhouse, And then I made the mistake of not elaborating, or rather Not even being able to elaborate on what I meant. You looked confused, but then you smiled And made some witty joke about mirrors and How we seem closer than we appear. And then I told you I loved you And held your hair back while you puked, After which, you smiled and said it resembled My hair in the morning. But back to the funhouse: Was it just me or did our conversation Start walking on stilts, making that wild frozen grin Which while meaning something harmless, hilarious even, Would cause any child in his right mind to shit his pants? |