Laughter always surrounds this boy,
I think I’m kind of in love with this boy,
His chocolate brown hair, his calm grey eyes,
His jokes, his smile, his laugh, they all make me sigh,
The girls that line up in front of him make me want to scream,
But I know he’d follow me, through a forest, down a stream,
A ladies man, there is absolutely no doubt,
He’s the boy every single love poem is about,
And every song too, just because he’s him,
How does he do it? I know every time I’m with him.
Him who I’m yet to find, yet to hold,
Him who I’d search for through both hot and cold,
Him who I’m getting kind of impatient waiting for,
Him who I’ve never seen or heard of before.
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