Once there was a girl Who just wanted a good friend And try though she might Those friendships would end Now, she did what she could To no avail But has one for seventh grade She chats with her still And then there's another Who was in the same class When typing was archaic And honor students amassed So now were still friends And I'll surprise them soon Because they have family parties, And crashing one will be our Boon!
* but she will be back, I cannot wait, but I'm glad that she's where she's at, in the livings arms of her Aunt, Grandmother and cousins.