There is a wonderful man
in all of my classes
with an innate sense of fashion
and broken hearts.
We competed the first week of
linguistic enlightenment,
to see who could win
the best dressed award.
(that they’ve not given out
since high school!)
The second week came
and he has since given up.
My victory is bittersweet—
For now,
since I’ve lost you
as well as Wilson
whom might I get dressed for?
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