How Quinn Feels About Puck
His hair as curly as a poodle
Isn't disturbed during the time he runs his football lap
When I see that my body turns limp like a noodle
Yet it would give me life to give him a slap
My child churns for it is growing
Puck tries to help as if he were a waiter
I have the sensation towards him of hugging and kissing
He passes me like a cheetah and quickly mumbles later
I can tell my baby knows who her father is
Unlike other decisions I can't decide who will get her kiss
Puck stupid as a sheep wouldn't get an answer on a quiz
Though other than him being my macho man he brings me bliss
My heart is mixed up about this boy
With my heart he will no longer toy
Ariana 78
