Boys Are Yucky
Boys are yucky to us girls
They don't really understand.
How important nail polish is
and that football is so bland.
Those boys don't know
What real fun is.
At lunch they run around.
We talk about our make up
And new colours that we've found.
We worry all day if we look good
And if our part is straight.
The boys don't even wash their hands
When eating from a plate.
Their shirts are out,
Their knees are grazed.
Aren't they thinking of their skin?
They run about and try to catch
Whoever dobbed them in.
Boys are yucky to us girls
They just look at us and stare.
While we sit down like ladies
And put ribbons in our hair.
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