I do not require,
on the garden,
you do not have permission, or the inclination to visit.
Remember where you came from,
dear, dismal, simple boy,
and remember that the pride and joy that resides in your pants,
is nothing to write home about either.
Please do not mistake
your lack of attraction to me,
to traipse out the same misogynistic tropes found in magazines and the mouths of straight men,
because tasteless, tacky jokes about how disgusting vaginas are,
does nothing to help your lack of personality.