To One Who Thinks No One Gets Her: Revolutionary IMprov Poem

You’re gotten
by no one?
Do I now
count
as no one?

Nobody can do
the boogalo
like I do,
but it’s no fun
to be someone’s
no one.

Shall I now regret
that we ever met?
That I ever heard you vet
“wow, you really get
me.”

See?
Though you’re lonely
you’re not so undone
as to have no one.
You still have me.

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