i was born then i grew up had a boy i liked so i wrote a poem)
The Way He
the way he walk
the way he talk
the way he laugh
the way he smile
the way he look when he miss the shot
oh how I want to be with that
his sexy lips
that I want to kiss
his big heart
which I want to reminisce
his pretty eyes
which I would stare into
on monday I will ask:
will you be my boo! ! !