The Boy

The Boy

Picture a boy,
timid and shy,
fragile as a toy,
trying to get by.

Now he sees a wonderful girl,
he wants to be her friend.
But his thoughts are awhirl,
for he doesn't want to offend.

The boy has no clue,
as to what the girl may think.
If she knows he's being true,
or thinks he's just a dink.

He just wants her to understand,
he's not some common bloke.
He may be slightly out of hand,
but he's trying not to choke.


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