She is a pain in the neck
she is a brat i got to say...

There is this girl
she met this boy...

When they came to me
they my parent telling me we are to move...

My parents have found me on-line
they have found me talking to you...

My mom
she is scared to drive in the snow...

I am to read
i am reading about the mayflower...

I thought you were my friend
you thought she was your friend...

I never thought.
never even knew...

There is this boy
he rides my bus...

This poem gose out to all my friends in the...
talent is not every thing...

C loves T
T gave up on love...

He is big
he is jolly...