Poem

I have something to tell you. What is it? I love you. Oh... Yeah... Well that's alright. Why is it alright? I don't have any feelings for you. Oh... So I feel bad. Don't feel bad. Are you sure? Yeah. I'm sorry. It's alright. I understand.

What if broccoli was a fruit. Broccoli isn't a fruit. But it is. It's green like an apple. That doesn't declare it a fruit. Well Tomatoes are fruits. They're a fruit vegetable. No they're not. They're a fruit. I take culinary, I should know. Well your culinary teacher is teaching you lies. Well the person who taught you that broccoli is a fruit is teaching you lies. Nope. My mom never lies. Your mom dropped out of middle school. That doesn't mean that she's dumb. It really does. Nope. Yep. I'm right and your wrong. Screw you. Good-bye.