She spoke all sweet
And stood real tall
Her peers knew her as a treat
Bought her snacks and all;
For the girl named Paul
Not Polly or Pauline
For her attention, they did feen
She grins her gracious snare
All is well when Paul is fair
A team player,a classmate
They all found her great
But Paul was repulsed
Not by herself,but by everyone around
Maintaining the facade She had sculpt
When all she wished was for them to rot underground
To make them all cry
Force them to pay for mistakes they caused
And to make them ask why
Every night,she'd turned and tossed
She'd dreamt of them coated in flourishing moss
Soon,a boy was found with a cracked head
Paul scowled her stunken frown
At his funeral, Paul read
When it was Paul who had broken jacks crown