her smile is crusty with yellow teeth,
she has green hair with dandruff underneath,

she draws her eyebrows as she has none,
with a grey pencil like her mum,

i've known this girl for years,
we really do love our beers,
she's with me when there are tears,
she's pushes me through my fears,

i know this poem is savage,
like how she piles loads of make up for coverage,

she's next to me right now,
she feels so offended,
but i don't care,
like how i got suspended,

her name is bobbie with an ie,
her favourite hobby is getting high-ie.

and stalking bobby with a y,
is her go to move when he passes by