Monday, 24 February 2014

Topgirl

There is a girl she is quite toppy,
Reminds me of my old rabbit floppy.

She’s always bubbly messing around,
Her giggle is awesome stops my face feeling frowned.

She is from the Northwest of a town down south,
I ain’t yet though seen the shape of her mouth.

I bet she looks good stood in a Monsoon,
Wonder if she’ll end up with a guy called Haroon.

She’s often flirtatious in her unique way,
You’ll often hear her say ‘ooh baby yay!’

I feel like saying ‘My God go get a room,’
But do fret she might whack me in response with a broom.

So Topgirl here is a small ditty to you,
Thank you for making me often less blue.

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