After Three Years

This eighteen of march is meant to be marked

How noontide nowadays brings me memories special and great!

I buzzed off to the surprise spot

I knew it not they would shake me so,

But it was so good that I grinned

And laughed my head off.

The bearded boy brought the mathematical genius from behind

I squealed and cried – Oh My!

His other friend whom he calls darling too joined

I know not for whom he came over to my spot

For me or for his other friend, elder to me a little.

We met three years past, stifled

In an hour’s anecdotal talk

“How I terrified schoolboys, classmates!

With my vehement stern-faced blackmailing

And fiery scoffs!” O God, they all now heard again, laughing coughed.

But my coming over to an unusual table Dine with the non-vegan chord,

Is all to me still as a baffling hour!

Yikes, I couldn’t bear the smell of fried chicken!

Nor the ugly sight of sucked bones’ laid aside;

My eyes and nose scrunched!

They strived, floundering, warred.

But they who were with me at the mall

I like them much, a torrent lot although I say it not

They have known me as a lunatic nerd last

Yet they wanted me to be with them in their jolly talk