This is just a short poem about some of the things that might have been going through Gretchen's head when she was nominated for Spring Fling. Just something stupid I was messing around with. Enjoy!
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A Partial Spring Fling Queen
Oh, my God it just can't be,
That someone, somewhere,
Has gone and nominated me,
I don't know who, I don't care.
I hoped, but never truly thought,
That they all liked me so much,
All the designer stuff Dad bought,
Maybe this new lip-gloss was the push.
And now they're all "Go Gretch!",
But in secret it's kind of scary,
So much so I'm afraid I'll retch,
And the voters are so contrary,
God, what if I don't win a single vote,
Or get a zit that everyone can see,
Or something stuck in my throat,
Or win β Regina would kill me!
I said I didn't care, I guess I lied,
Was it Jason, my awesome guy?
Or Karen my bff, I can't decide,
If you'll excuse me, I'm about to cry,
I know I say how pretty and cool I am,
To my diary and to myself at night,
But I lay awake afraid it's a sham,
I'm not really nothing β right?
Could I do it β is that a stretch?
Someone likes me⦠and that is so fetch.
