She is not very bright,
All she does is quarrel and fight.
She is not very clear in her thought
All she can do is dot dot dot.

I always bemuse,
Why is she so confuse.
She knows almost nothing
About anything or everything.

Can’t say she is pretty,
Can’t say she is gritty.
Hope truth does not hurt,
Cause can’t say she is smart.

It is not very nice
That she cheats with dice.
It comes to me
As a total surprise.

You really don’t know
What she could be in her life.
Only thing I can think of,
Is somebody’s wife.

Don’t know if she has dreams.
Don’t know if she loves ice-creams.
Don’t know if she looks at sky high.
Don’t know if she is very shy.

Is she a good cook?
Does she read book?
Does she love art?
Or, just simply flirt?

So many questions make me think,
How can I know the girl in a blink.
Don’t worry about what I say.
Be a girl, all the way.
Don’t let your hope dims,
A girl is not always what she seems.