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Tree house madness
locked up in the leaves
hiding behind branches
it's just you and me
you, in your old tee shirt
me, in my buffalo check flannel
her, in polka dot shorts
him, in worn denim
Sunshine leaking leaves,
shade us from the world
grab my hand
say we're just friends
blush floods to my cheeks
your eyes are as cool as the grass
did you know?
I kinda like you
No, you didn't.
because you like her
in her polka dot shorts, but she likes him
in his worn denim
no one likes buffalo checks.
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he never really liked me, only her.
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i really like the way you tied their clothes into the poem and then represented them by it.