American Hottie Poem by izzy barnwell

Every girl dreams of true love
But when were young we think were in love because hes cute

Heres my story

I fell in love with an american hottie him twirling the american flag
I caught his eye
and he caught mine
he smiled and said hey
i was speechless so i simply waved
he said he liked my shirt
which was just solid green
he put his arms around me and asked me to a dance
i said yes
this seems like true love
i just have to hang tight and go along