The Dork Poem by Dallin Bruun

The Dork



I'd say my moment of greatest glory
was when the hottest girl in 9th grade
had her friend come up to me
and say she liked me

that was the year
I warmed the bench
for the basketball team
and programmed my TI-82 calculator
to do my homework

but she never really followed up
not because she's stuck up
she just discovered what a dork I am

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Dallin Bruun

Dallin Bruun

Salt Lake City, UT
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