I miss your big eyes and pirate teeth
Picture me across the hall
Musing softly to a blank TV screen
Wondering why I’m so shy
I’m thinking about your acting
For some reason I think you’re in Narnia
I’d love to meet you when you get out of class
And go over some of your Susan notes
Did we talk about Homestar, or postcards?
No, but after a movie by Hitchcock
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