by TYRE

Ugh your brown hair
I don’t really get it
It looks as if a bear
Has been dropped in a mud pit
And don’t get me started on your smile
With that horrid bad breath
A gap that stretches a mile
It scares everyone to death
You can’t really walk straight
Got two left feet
People stared on our date
When you pushed me in the street
But there’s nowhere I’d rather be
Than when you next to me

 

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