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don't get it

way does she stare?
do i have a bee in my hair?
doesn't she no staring's rude?
now i getting kind of mad.
why do you stare at me all the time?
she blushes and i get it i blush too,
sorry she says,
no i'm sorry
we just stand there kind of weird for a while.
so want to go to class or not? she says. oh ya, sure.
we walk down the halls together.
now i feel great!

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