dedicated to the most notorious couple in class.
love,
thunderthighs.___________________________________
You love her.
She loves you.
Isn't it obvious,
who loves who?
You're close together.
Heart to heart.
So so close -
can you smell her fart?
They say you look
good together.
Grey and grey,
fused forever?
You're like her dog,
she's like your's too.
Is this what's called
puppy love in the zoo?
She hates her curves,
She hates your 'suave'
but does she tell you
she needs your love?
She says your egoistic,
and pushes you away.
But does she miss you
when you're gone for a day?
Worrying half a day,
bitching the other half.
Are you so sure,
she'll not really daft?
She runs off at times.
Are you all alone at night,
to ponder life,
and Zorro's plight?
You can't stand it -
the suspense kills you.
You have to know,
who loves who?
You're a damsel in distress
its plain to see.
But will she come save you
and mark you with a Zee?
But then at times
she holds you near.
Does she hug you close,
and call you dear?
So do you now know,
when you ponder on the loo,
the truth behind the question,
of who loves who?
Now girls go on out,
and find yourself a boy.
This is it, till the next time
the Thunderthighs makes some noise.
