You bore me. So be it.

I bore you and enjoy doing it.

Let us learn to bore each other

without worrying about it.

You act all shy around me,

and that's your prerogative.

If I act shy around you,

it's because you're pretty

and I want to kiss you.

I wish I were Canadian.

If I were Canadian,

I could be boring and

get away with it. You'd say,

This man is from Canada.

He bores me. He acts shy.

He wants to kiss me.

And you would let me

kiss you not only on the lips

but on the cheek, neck,

shoulder; belly, maybe?

Because I would be Canadian

and have scruffy hair

and big eyes. But, alas,

you bore me, too. You

act like you're from Michigan.