Oh yes. You ARE jealous--
(sonnet #MMMMMMMCMXXVIII)
Thou and thy hangdog airs! In sheer betrayl,
You started it. My brother told me thence
Who left? and I said "...I don't care from hence
Cuz--(nevermind)." So who is now to scale
'Non showing off that, erm, I do?! In frail
Excuse for all this foolishness, whose sense
Has fueled this madness?! Yours, for all intents.
Yet wherefore do we thus go on sans bail?
I swear, no sooner do I throw as twere
The towel in on this game, but lo, twon't do.
You're back in gear to circumvent my poor
Attempts at moving on. You like me too?
No, that can't be. But oh! Tomorrow. You're
What, eh? Not jealous of my smiles, are you?
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