The boy behind me

The boy who sits behind me
is really really mean
he tells me i have cooties
and smell like a sardine
he trys to steal my pencil
my faviout crayon too
i wish his folks would move away
and lock him in a zoo
he cheats on every spelling test
and blames it on me
he always pulls my ponytail
i wish he would just let me be
he talks too lound and his laugh is weird
i wish that he had a mute
but the worst thing about him is
I THINK HES KINDA CUTE