Oh Captain, my Captain Kevin Thomas Riley: A Sonnet

He fancied himself a descendant of kings

But he was problematic at best

Everyone gets double portions of ice cream

But that's too much to ingest

He'd prefer women work

But not in too much make up

Which makes him kind of a jerk

It's really quite fucked up

The next comment he makes obtusely

I swear I'll make him wish he was never born

Then he says around our shoulders loosely

Is how he'd prefer our hair worn

But then he changes everything with one call to rally

Saying we're to have a formal dance in the bowling alley

-Sarah