Excuses, Abuses

'She stole my heart! ' You wail, boldly Without a heart You're rather cliché Don't you think? Even more so than me And that's saying a lot You must have Eaten pop culture For dinner last night Seems like the best excuse I'll be able to offer In your place But, don't cry! It makes me uncomfortable And it usually soils The new white shirt That I always seem to wear When residing in your company So, be strong! If not for your sake, Then for mine Bake your new love cookies Girls usually like that Right? Or, a cake Or write her a poem No, wait, never mind I've tried that I’ve been trying it for years Doesn't work very well I don't know what to do So here, I'll go find another To wear instead I'll take off My new white shirt And place it over here, Cry into it while I'm gone