When I was in the first grade, we were tasked with writing our own bios for the yearbook.
They gave us some prompts to help us out.
“I’m special because…”
“I’m special because I like ice cream.”
Which is true, I’ve always had a sweet tooth.
When I was in the twelfth grade, I fell for a girl who lived near the train tracks.
“Don’t be silly, we’ll come back.”
Which is true, cause years later, we did.
I’m glad we were just idiot-kids.
She’s sweeter than ice cream
Hotter than a kettles steam;
Richer than vanilla bean.
Then one day out the blue,
We both just grew and grew…
The other day, I bought a pint of Ben and Jerry’s, Chocolate Therapy.
I have sitting in my freezer,