(Author's note : Cringe warning ⚠! Most cringiest poem in my whole poetry journey or so cringe to destroy humanity! Read at your own risk. The backstory is fictional here. This is the only chapter with fictional backstory in this book. )
This day the cousin sisters of your little girl came to her home for 5 days sleepover. Little girl was very excited! Who wouldn't get excited when their favorite cousin come over to stay? In evening little girl, little girl's small sister and her two elder cousin sisters were home alone as little girl's parent went to office because they had work. Little girl's dad already bought 2 pizzas so the girls can have their kitty party. They all were eating their pizza and little girl was actually stuffing pizza in her mouth. Her elder cousin who was sitting beside her pocked her cheeks and said, "Aww you look cute when you eat well" (warning : cringe alert). So yeah the poetic soul of little girl created a *cringe* masterpiece and here it is.
Chubby Cheeks
This fluffy, apple, chubby cheeks,
Don't go even by diet of weeks,
It is cute even without dimple,
But is gross with only one pimple,
Everyone squeeze it,
I hate it but keep it simple.
When I stuff my mouth with food,
My sisters poke it,
Do they feel good?
I'm with weird mood,
I myself poke my cheeks,
I even think,
It would be more fun if it could squeek.
They say I look good in smile,
Teeth of bunny,
Eyes of deer,
It shines like a day sunny,
I still have fears,
What if they squeeze my precious cheeks till red,
If they leave after like a year,
I will have bad time in bed.
Lines which may not be understandable :
Stanza 3, line 6: What if they squeeze my precious cheeks till red.
Meaning : It means the red shade which comes in cheeks due to blushing and squeezing it for long time.
Stanza 3, line 8: I will have a bad time in bed.
Meaning : It will be a bit painful to sleep side ways (cheeks facing the pillow) if cheeks are hurting due to getting squeezed for a long time.
(Sorry guys for such a cringe chapter. I myself was gagging while typing it yuck. Pleae understand that I was an cringe 12 yr old while writing this poem so yeah. The poems after the this are kind of sad and depressing ones so stay tuned for the real part.)
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