Her four eyes laugh louder than her mouth,
Her childish lips are funny like that funny stout.
She’s fifteen and is fond of writing about fiction,
She’s the coolest of cool despite of her uncool diction.
She is both funny and scary when she gets mad.
He secretly likes her because she’s averbose brad.
Her leadership outstands in a troop so well,
Her glasses of wisdom are equipped in an infinite duel.
Looking that cad standing with her old pink fashioned device,
Is the Jane of all trades who exerts county efforts that thrice.
Out of nowhere is the girl who is a friend of anyone,
She is as bubbly as me who is likeable by everyone.
Peeping the next years of her life,
Is the girl who is bounded of glitters of cozy lite.
Peeping the next years of her one long battle,
Is a courageous success without a fearful rattle.
