Hello, hello

Little child,


Who would think

You were just wild?


No one sees

The spazz in you,


Just a blondie,

Eyes of blue.


But then, but then,

After school,


Them who thought that

Are the fool,


Screaming loud

Until ears ring,


Laughing at most



You're short in size

But not in spazz,



A best friend Smarty has.


The End

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