All Jokes Aside
If I hear "I play too much" ONE MORE TIME
If she speaks of me being too funny again
I'd be convinced that I should turn myself in
Only clown sighting I see is me
One of then Goofy dudes she's humored by
Residing in the green turf between the friend zone & the end zone
I no longer want to rush & I'm not running back
But we offset eachother with penalties on both sides
So midfield is where I stay
She giggles a bit & find my analogies "cute"
I roll my eyes and go back to my one man show
And what is it about airline food?
Whatsup with that?
All jokes aside though.
What is it about her?
What is up with her?
How could she find a soft spot behind a stone cold face?
Words from a monotone voice
Suddenly generate octaves as you activate your humorous ways
Now we both laughing.
You found cracks in this statue
Garsh.
I'm feeling Max exposed
I'm more of a PJ though
Under all these muscles its a relaxed chubby guy
Zoned out by the flows and the bongos
Yet she finds that extremely goofy.
All jokes aside.
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