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The Cheek Clapper

We went on one date

Two years ago

I kissed her at the end of the night

A real kiss

One that I knew

She’d never forget

Three days after that

She said she didn’t have time for me

Because of her school and work


It stung a little back then


But


A few weeks ago

She messaged me on Instagram

And asked me to

‘Clap her cheeks.’


I’m on my way

To give her what she asked for


But first

I’m stopping for


A beer

Or two

And

A poem

Or two


Then


Off to clap her cheeks


Wish me luck.




-C.H.


 
 
 

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