With a nod to Jonah Winter
Now we’re all “friends,” there is no love but Like,
A semi-demi goddess, something like
A reality-TV star look-alike,
Named Simile or Me Two. So we like
In order to be liked. It isn’t like
There’s Love or Hate now. Even plain “dislike”...
And here are some more Stallings poems I shared back in October 2010.
And here's today's Poetry Friday roundup, where you can find out what poems have to do with Doritos.