Mis-Fit Skinny Jeans
I'm a catch. not to boast. I've got baggage. You're my host.
Not to say you've caused me harm, just a little bit of worry.
And to state you're quite special to me, but I doubt that you'll ever see, my love poetry.
Hand-me-downs from your ex-girlfriends, does it make you feel mis-fit?
It's a little loose on me, but one day these will grip my hips.
Are you nervous? Do you love me?
I'm filled with worry. But I can't help but to admire your strength.
And to state you're quite special to me, but I doubt that you'll ever see, my love poetry.
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