With stomachs twisted sourly
A boy and a girl
Were sitting quite awkwardly
That boy and that girl
Their mouths creaked open and shut
Without a peep or a tweet
They glanced at each other but
turned away and quietly shuffled their feet
The silence it grew
the boy and girl caught
Their minds were a stew
Of delicious sweet thought
Their hearts raced around
And loud as they were
The other was bound
But the beat was not heard
Although the two had quite different hopes
There was a bridge between them
All it took was a strong line of rope
And an acrobat to see them
The girl had her peers
The boy not a clue
So the love turned to tears
There was nothing to do.