(Sing to the tune of “America the Beautiful”)
Angelica’s so beautiful,
her teeth are pearly white.
And when she smiles, I turn to mush.
She’s such a stunning sight.
It’s true I have a crush on her,
of that there is no doubt.
That’s why I tease her every day—
so no one will find out.
One day when we walked home from school,
she slipped her hand in mine.
I thought that she was sending me
a clear romantic sign.
I smiled and gave her cheek a kiss
to prove my love was true.
That’s when she gave my face a slap,
so now it’s black-and-blue.
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Thursday, May 13, 2010
Angelica the Beautiful by Bruce Lansky
(Sing to the tune of “America the Beautiful”)
Angelica’s so beautiful,
her teeth are pearly white.
And when she smiles, I turn to mush.
She’s such a stunning sight.
It’s true I have a crush on her,
of that there is no doubt.
That’s why I tease her every day—
so no one will find out.
One day when we walked home from school,
she slipped her hand in mine.
I thought that she was sending me
a clear romantic sign.
I smiled and gave her cheek a kiss
to prove my love was true.
That’s when she gave my face a slap,
so now it’s black-and-blue.
Angelica’s so beautiful,
her teeth are pearly white.
And when she smiles, I turn to mush.
She’s such a stunning sight.
It’s true I have a crush on her,
of that there is no doubt.
That’s why I tease her every day—
so no one will find out.
One day when we walked home from school,
she slipped her hand in mine.
I thought that she was sending me
a clear romantic sign.
I smiled and gave her cheek a kiss
to prove my love was true.
That’s when she gave my face a slap,
so now it’s black-and-blue.
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