Treasure Island

Brie Carter

(March 12,1994 / Dalton)

High School


The Freshman girl, oh, so shy,
Sits and watches the Sophomore guy,
The Sophomore guy, his head in a whirl,
Sits and watches the Junior girl,
The Junior girl, in her red sadan,
Sits and watches the Senior man,
But the Senior man so hot and wild,
Secretly loves the Freshman child.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 07, 2008

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