A poem by Timothy Whyte
You are extremely cute.
I’m sure you get this a lot
In your normal, everyday cute life,
But hear me out: When I say it,
I mean it so much more than everyone else.
When others describe your big, blue eyes
As beautiful lakes of calm, still waters,
I would say they’re more like swimming pools
Filled with floaties and other pool toys,
And whiny little kids who pee in the water.
Any boy who comes up to you and says
That your body was sculpted by the gods,
I would disagree with, and say instead,
“Girl, it looks like someone made you on an Etch-a-Sketch,
But really really took their time on it.”
He says you’re beautiful, I say you’re extravagant.
They say you’re stunning, but I’m literally stunned.
A million young men line up to tell you
How near to perfection everything is about you.
Me? Personally, I just think you’re extremely cute.