The others say she’s beneath me They tell me her eyes are too big That they bulge out of her head In a terrifying manner They say her forehead is too large And her lips are too thick That her arms are too hairy And her physique is too scrawny That her teeth are too crooked And she is too small They are blind For they do not see How my eyes light up Every time they come to meet hers However big they might be They must be deaf For they do not hear my heart beat Rapidly like a firecracker On the fourth of July Everytime she cracks a smile They must be stupid For they overlook Her incredible intelligence They are fools And yet They laugh At me
