I bet you…
I'll make a wager.
I can do it, no problem.
Setting him off's easy.
Sift through the cacophony
to the shallow blonde.
One word: short.
His volatile temper comes out in a blast.
"Who're you callin' so short he has to stand on a shelf to see over a midget's head?"
A/N: Ignore the bolded words, they were just part of the assignment. They hold no deeper meaning. At a writing workshop we were given 3 sets of six words and told to write a poem for one. this one made me think of Edward. Reviews are love!