Unexplained movement
That leaves all with lot of questions.
Giving out opinions,
She always feed me corrections.

Trying to copy her moves, manly...
But end up looking like a fool.
Mainly that's her story, I guess it's because she's New...
But after gazing at the Dawn,
She wants me, the fool, to be there
With her eyeing the Moon..

Unnecessary excuses,
Resulted in me not getting layed.
Not that I'm aggressive ,
But I mean, c'mon , it's getting late.
I won't be in here forever,
I'll have to be in class tomorrow at eight.

Offsprings ready to be cheered,
oh Gosh , I've lost it...
Trapped in a jar, trying to open up a lid.
Not even a hug,
All I'm swallowing is a spit.
Almost had a ***** Fit, Cuz...

He got a kiss,
Not on a cheek, but on the lips
It's good to be my friend.
Small, but very smart mind.
I won't finish writing this poem,
ThiS is the end.... ..... For now.