Dear Craig R,
You're a guy after my own heart.
Little pudgy,
whole lotta goofy,
and clever with your words and wit.
You've got a good head on your shoulders,
and know how to make a girl laugh.
But hey look, let's call a spade a spade.
You're no Chris L. from Cape Cod.
He's gosh darn gorgeous.
And that's okay.
I'd still watch you olive oil wrestle,
or whatever those wacky Bachelor/Bachelorette producers come up with next season.
Shake it off, bud.
Shake. It. Off.
x
I know, right?
ReplyDeleteRIGHT. He's a catch! Flub and all! xo
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