cat tripper
chip choker
Glad you could make it,
clumsy dancer
nervous laughter
thought it was a costume party
See you next time,
lost every game
wish you never came
The party has ended
The ice cream has melted
The dog has made off with the last Lil’ Smokey
So grab your party horn and your worries
Pick the gummy lizards from your braces
Brush the crumbs from your punch-stained grandma shirt
And go on out there and be the
totally awkward
anxious
odd
normal
lovable
singular
human that you are
Because that party
the real party
the you party
is the only
place to be