Big, bold, built,
All of your clothes well-fillt,
Perfectly seizing, teasing, and pleasing,
You can't help but jilt.
Cock-snide ox,
You're wittier than the fox,
By roughing, puffing, and buffing,
You're tougher than the rocks.
Mean, lean, dream,
We all of us try to scheme,
Through spinning, sinning, try winning,
A coveted spot on your team.
[Written, and to be read aloud, to the tune of "We Go Loopty Loo". All of us can be complex; we can feel envious, romantic, silly, insecure, to name a few. This poem attempts to show how a person can be silly through the use of a children's nursery rhyme in the attempts to pursue a guy who we "hate to love" and yet also show how we desperately want to be in his life, despite his arrogance.]
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