If it ever comes up <br />I spilled coffee on his crotch, <br />And that’s how we met, <br />Let’s say. <br />Of course an internet girl <br />Couldn’t compare <br />In this world <br />To a girl you meet <br />on a dreary Wednesday. <br />All that matters <br />Is he’s better, <br />Than I had imagined.<br /><br />Violet Winters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/staff-sgt-bakey/
