Problems With Girls

I made a list
of all the reasons why
I’m not like other girls.
I don’t mean to be
just honest.
I don’t wear makeup,
use hairspray or gel.
I don’t hunt down boys.
I won’t wear Abercrombie and Fitch
or thong underwear.
I won’t write talk about people
behind their backs.
But I do dream of love.
Every girl dreams of love
and that one special guy.
Mine has blue eyes, curly black hair,
and hangs out in the library,
reading 800-page fantasy novels.
Their guy is on the football team,
muscles, crew cut,
never read a book in his life.

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