June 11, 2008
He loves the dork,
Even though she’s fat.
He loves her curves,
She loves him back.

She loves his glasses,
He loves hers too.
They’ve always been friends,
This is nothing new.

They’re in choir together,
She’s soprano; he’s bass.
And it made him sad
To not see her face.

But then she moved,
Now they date via phone.
And when he doesn’t answer,
She feels all alone.

I miss you baby,
You the only one for me.
And I love the way your glasses
Make you look like Drew Carey.

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