I am not fond of the blaring chinese classics attached to your bicycle.
I don’t enjoy the English pop pounding from your pocket.
I can’t stand the dogs dressed in the silliest outfits sitting in your strollers.
I hate your loud screeching voice screaming into the telephone speaker.
I do on the other hand enjoy watching you run backwards with your arms rotating round and round.
I like seeing you struggle with seven dogs running between your feet while you push three more in a stroller.
I love seeing you clap your hands above, below, behind and side to side as you walk down the path.
I can’t get enough of watching you throw yourself at top speed into various tree trunks
But most of all I truly love seeing you get chased by a stranger’s teeny tiny yappy dog in your outrageous exercise outfit as you continue to complete your backwards running paired with ridiculous arm circling while shrieking.
That I will take any day!