What Boys Want

A poem

By Nikki JaePublished 5 years ago • 1 min read

Tree fairy

Dear eleven-year-old-sweetheart,

It’s love you want?

Well you must compete

You must win

Boys don’t love

Fat girls

Pimply girls

Short girls

Boys love

Perfect girls

Athletic girls

The kind that aren’t too tall with

Tits that that fill my palms

Not like your mother’s

Hers are disgusting

Too big

No boys like that

Do you even like boys?

Why haven’t you kissed one yet?

Is it because you’re a lesbian?

What’s wrong?

Stop crying.

Nobody likes a cry-baby.

Love,

Dad

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