Some teachers know I like you and want to help. Mrs. Wilson thinks it's cute, but when you're around I'm mute. I can't help but gush over you like a superstar crush. I know you won't like me, my brown hair is frizzy, my blue eyes are dull, and my physique is like a ball. I'm not exactly lady-like though I dress like a doll, but if we were together I'd give it my all.