Hey, you, come back

Hey, you, come back. 

Come back now. 

Are you back yet? 

What? No? 

Well, goodbye. 

Well, then, hi.

Oh, good, you are back. 

That almost made me hack. 

This, as far as I know, is the first poem I ever wrote. The quality of my poetry has not increased significantly in the last 30 years, which is why I am not a poet. I'm almost definitely 7 or 8 here. 

I actually remembered this poem differently all these years until finding it again recently. I remembered the line "What? No?" As "No, I bet." It fits better, so, like most things from my childhood, I remember it being much cooler than reality. 

In fact, I'm wondering now if I never even meant for it to be a poem. 

At any rate, now you know you can greet people, "oh good, you are back. That almost made me hack."