The poem was written as a contemplation about love in March 2025. It is part of an ongoing collection with the working title, “Stupid Love.”
Pretty guy, pretty guy–
You always make me blue.
Pretty guy, pretty guy–
It’s never anything new.
Pretty guy, pretty guy–
Nothing you say is ever true.
Pretty guy, pretty guy–
I’ll never fall for you.
Pretty guy, pretty guy–
Try, you’ll look like a fool.
Pretty guy, pretty guy–
To Cupid’s arrows, I’m immune!
