Stylish white, blonde foils
Nice legs.
Her laugh is to his taste
A delicate bell.

Not some farmers hoot
Drunkards guffaw
Hyperventilating dolt,
But a sweet chuckle.

She caught my eye
But looked away.
She's better than me
And she knows it.

I wish you well, I really do
Please don't break his heart
Just break mine.
It's worth less.