To the Girl with the Stained Yellow Sweater
I saw you today
In the D building staircase
You were wearing a
mustard yellow sweater
But not an obnoxious yellow
More of a "it's Monday not Friday"
Kind of shade
It was a nice sweater,
Really nothing special
Until I noticed the stain on
The front
And I started to wonder
What kind of friends
Would not tell you that
You had a large dark stain
On the front of your mustard yellow
Sweater
But maybe she knew it was there?
A trend maybe?
The hot lunch?
And if she did know,
I just want to take the time to
Award her for her confidence in
Wearing that stain with pride
Because there was no way
Billy Mayes could've saved that
But to the girl with the
stained yellow sweater
I hope you knew that stain was there
Because if not I'd have told you
And that would be embarrassing
