The making of a pest

 

marriage-proposal-cartoon

 

Hot, sweet and creamy,

On the train to the bakery,

I sip my coffee.

Fresh, petite and cute,

She was so pretty in blue,

Cupid’s arrow flew.

Alas! Dear reader,

Just one was Cupid’s victim.

She was unaware.

Love unrequited,

Was my fate until the end.

“A pest” I was called.

 

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