I Wish I Knew Her Name
She was a cartoon, but he fell in love with her any way.
I wish I knew her name! He confided to his grandmother.
She is a cartoon! His grandmother replied, she does not have a name!
It hurt her feelings, so she disappeared, never to grace his computer again.
He resented his grandmother for this faux pas for the rest of his life.
Holding a grudge because she never came back.
Not even in his dreams.
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