The crush
I see her sitting there everydaywant to talk to her but don't know what to say
don't want to look like I'm a dolt
but when I see her feels like I was hit with a lighting bolt
if she were a model she'd be a perfect ten
wishing she would catch me glaring every now and then
somehow someway I must tell her how I feel
and tell her that my heart is here to steal
because when I see her all I can do is blush
really want to say that I have the biggest crush
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