• Though girls do say that they hate boys,
    We know this isn't true.
    For everytime the boy goes by,
    We see their red cheeks glow.
    Still yet the boy confronts her,
    Looks her in the eyes,
    And asks her "Do you like me?"
    She says "No!", and lies.
    But when girls confront her,
    She shares her secrets dear.
    And at a slumber party,
    They're spread for all to hear.
    She told them to keep this secret,
    It ensures they'll spill the beans.
    The news shot out like a wildfire,
    As fast as beans will grow.
    But she wanted this to happen,
    She wanted him to know.
    So what's the whole big secret?
    Why did she wait days?
    Why not get it over with?
    A woman has her ways.