The *Ultimate* Teeny Poem
Ok it's really a song by the great Victoria Wood (so bending the rules of the question here), but I think it sums up life as a pre-teen girl pretty well!


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I saw you today...well, I just saw your blazer
and it went through my heart like the beam of a laser
and I thought that today you would turn round and see me
but you didn’t...

The bus didn’t come. It was dead rainy weather
when it came it was full and we didn’t stand together
and I smiled half a smile down the aisle
but you didn’t notice, did you? Did you?

I love you so much, all my friends think I’m crazy,
I get told off at school cos I dream and I’m lazy.
I’m dreaming of you, but I don’t suppose you know that do you?

You smiled at me once, don’t suppose you remember,
But I know when it was - was the tenth of September
and you put down your bag on my foot
and I said it didn’t matter.

I’ve got old souvenirs like your empty crisp packet
and a blond curly hair from the back of your jacket.
They are under my bed, maybe one day I’ll show them to you. Shall I?
Shall I?

If we went on a date I would just be in heaven.
Well, I know you’re sixteen but I’m tall for eleven!
If I paid for myself could we p'raps go for a pizza could we?

I’m all muddled up when I think of you.
I’m not really sure what I’m meant to do.

My best friend Louise said, "oh, write him a letter,
Coz it can’t make things worse, and it might make them better"
So I did, but I think...well I don’t think you ever got it.
Did you?
Did you?

It was all like in rhyme and I drew like a Snoopy.
I used all different pens, did you think I was loopy?
Did you crumple it up? Did you chuck it in your bin?
Or...did you?

I saw you today. Well, I just saw your blazer
and I’m hurting inside like I’m cut with a razor
coz I thought that today that you would turn round and see me.
But you didn’t.

I wrote that I loved you and I really meant it.
Now I feel really dumb, I should never have sent it.
Do you hate me or what? Did I do stupid spelling, tell me, did I?
Did I?

Cos I think about you right from dawn until dusk.
You haven’t spoken to me, I just stand in your bus queue.


And I sent you a note but I don’t think that you got it.


Did you?
(Mogg Questioned her own sanity on, Thu 11 Aug 2005, 16:03, Reply)