Romancing the Clone

Never one to be characterized as charming and romantic.

Rather the words to describe me are severe and pedantic.

But let me step out of character and put aside behaviors dour;

To a mere acquaintance I would say, “In the garden of friendship, you are the most beautiful flower.”

After recovering from this flattery, I can imagine that she’d say, “Oh my gosh man what’s gotten into you today?”

“Are you a shape shifting alien or a clever A.I. hack?

Whatever you have done with my old friend, please just send him back!”

Thus I shall place charm and romance back upon the shelf. 

To spare the world this shock and awe, I will remain my plain, old self.