Little Schoolgirl
Introduction:
The title says it all…classic poetry…
Little schoolgirl I watch you pass,
Wiggling that fine little ass,
Knee socks and tight plaid skirt,
Makes a poor boy start to hurt,
Tight body and some fine looks,
If I was a schoolboy I’d carry your books.
Wiggling that fine little ass,
Knee socks and tight plaid skirt,
Makes a poor boy start to hurt,
Tight body and some fine looks,
If I was a schoolboy I’d carry your books.
Little schoolgirl as you pass on by,
Would it be so bad if I said ‘Hi?’
My mind is starting to think,
If you were older I’d buy you a drink,
Come see me in a couple of years,
I’ll wipe away all your tears.
Little schoolgirl you look so fine,
Can’t get you out of my mind,
If I were only your age,
We could be all the rage,
I would never make you cry,
I would be your steady guy.
Little schoolgirl it don’t seem fair,
That all I can do is sit and stare,
Some would say my thinking is bad,
Cause I’m old enough to be your dad,
But if life weren’t quite so cruel,
I’d be sitting next to you in school.
03-26-10.
