I'm not jealous.
Me?
Jealous?
No.
Like I'd be jealous of her
Blonde
Perfect
Stupid girl
you take her to the skate park
and there she sits
pretty, and not knowing anything
then there's me.
Your friend
I understand
Fakie Bigspin
Beanplant
360 Flip
Yeah, whatever
She knows nothing.
You mention your latest
amazing trick
and she stares
blue-eyed blank-faced beauty.
But you love her
and there's no way
to change that...
Or is there?
...and the trouble is that by the time he realises what a big mistake he's made, he will have lost you...but probably not to a blond haired, blue-eyed adonis? Lovely poem :) Best wishes jack (By the way, are they skate-board moves? ...too old to know!)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent... Colin J...