In the Park

I pitch you a curve ball.

You slam it over the fence.

“You drank the Kool-Aid!”

“No.  Kool-Aid you!”

How come you’re the only person

I can completely disagree with

and still feel warm and fuzzy about?

This is very new:

I question my resolve.

No matter what you do,

you’re still so cute and funny.

Is love blind or easily amused?

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