Look, I don’t know how it happened…

Well, actually I do

But what I’m trying to say here is

I have a crush on you

I know, it’s crazy, isn’t it?

You think I had a choice?

You’re a really good teacher

And we loved the “Simpsons Voice”

I guess that it all started when

My friend jumped to conclusions

When I told her about you

It resulted in major confusion

I sat in class for weeks and weeks

Too shy to say a word

All those loudmouths shout out loud

So my whispers are never heard

They teased you about your girlfriend (damn)

Some never sat on their chairs

They wrote stuff on the whiteboard

I just sat there twirling my hair

You see, I’m just a schoolgirl

And a very shy one too

I haven’t got the guts to act

Like the others do

I’m an excellent French student

Just you wait and see

How tres intelligente I am

Nothing’s too hard for me!

My parents want a good report

I’m really gonna show ‘em

Oh, can I just make one thing clear?

THIS IS NOT A LOVE POEM.