t-a-k-i-s

On December 2, 2015
a poem by [shawn]

T for tasty.
A for apetite.
K for courageous.
I for intelligent.
S for sweet, but not.

Takis—oh Takis—how I love you, Takis. Why are you so tasty, Takis? Is it wrong to date you. I think I can marry you in Canada.

Takis, you remind me of Taylor Swift against her exes. But her red hair looks nothing like your red, and Miley Cyrus’s red lips nothing like yours. But I can’t tell what color it is.

Takis, if you changed your color to blue, I’d be so proud. If you were Ariana Grande, OMG I would love you. Will you let me eat you? Takis, you’re an OG while you’re red. An irresistible OG. While you’re red you remind me of fire.

Takis—oh Takis—now I understand your red. Red is the fire in you. I will die for you, Takis. Oh Takis.

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