Abbie's speaker starts out sounding casual, almost joking. They admit to asking for something once, then "maybe twice," then hundreds of times. The humor in that quick escalation makes the confession feel honest and a little embarrassed. But the poem turns on a serious point: when this person finally stops asking, it isn't giving up. It's a decision. They no longer want the thing at all.
What stands out is the speaker's own surprise. They call it "controversial" even to themselves, since it seems odd to want something for so long and then switch that wanting off completely. The ending is firm. "Not in a million years" echoes the title and shuts the door, and the stiff "THE END." underlines it like a final stamp.
The mood is wry on the surface, with something tired and settled underneath. It reads like someone who has finally let go and is a bit stunned by how total that feels.