It's funny,
How at nineteen years of age,
your mother still calls you baby

Funny,
How I hate boys who wear pink
But that shade of rouge looks almost charming on you

It's kind of funny,
How everyone thinks you're always happy and chirpy,
But it was I who got to see the multidimensional you

Still, it's kind of funny,
How easily you've lured me
into your
            stupid
                             little
                                          **trap