Popcorn Popping with Dead Guys by Lenitschka

I looked out the window and what did I see?

Boyfriend hanging dead men from my apricot tree.

He had brought such an bad surprise

The corpses still staring with their vacant eyes

I told him I didn’t want it and he better leave

Why couldn’t he listen when I listed pet peeves?

He said that it was art,

But it seemed to me

Boyfriend’s gift tastes were just not for me.