Her name it was Naomi
and she was my first love
I was in grade two
she was in the grade above
she wore ankle socks and a gingham dress
her eyes as big as the number eleven
Oh come on what was I supposed to say
you think I was a poet when I was seven?
She was taller than me by an inch or three
to kiss her I'd stand on a box
but alas we got posted before I got chance
whatever happened to Naomi ***
Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 2:54 PM UTC
Her name it was Naomi
and she was my first love
I was in grade two
she was in the grade above
she wore ankle socks and a gingham dress
her eyes as big as the number eleven
Oh come on what was I supposed to say
you think I was a poet when I was seven?
She was taller than me by an inch or three
to kiss her I'd stand on a box
but alas we got posted before I got chance
whatever happened to Naomi ***
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