All I knew is I wanted to begin the poem with The End, which made me think of all the holiday Hallmark movies my mother watches when I'm home for Christmas (where I go back and forth to Price Chopper & Wegmans), and then I asked, "What if one of these runs was one of those stupid movies"? The rest is history.
You're welcome. I love writing poems like this, even if they make zero sense to anyone else. BTW, I now has psoriasis growing on my forearm. Good times.
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