I want to shove boys
I want to smash boys
I want to super smash boys
I want to stay up late with boys
I want to play guitar with boys
I want to leave a party early and watch ‘My Girl’ with boys

I want boys to drive me down side streets
I want to sit on their laps
I want to praise boys after we race
I want to touch their sweat-slick arms

Boys with veins that emboss the backs of their hands
Boys that practice the Red Hot Chili Peppers
Boys who are also alone in Paris
Boys who jump off of tall ledges

Boys with me
Boys before me
Boys behind me

Boys, boys, boys

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