You remind me of a cool lake
The sun is practically begging me to jump in
I can already feel the explosion,
The cannon ball
That stretches to every corner of my body,
Even sometimes, onto my shirt
And yet, still some scoff
Or so they say.
But they hardly even know you
Would they dare try you on a burger?
Surely, they’d mix you with salsa
It is at this point they change their tune
But if they can’t handle you at your worst