She was my highschool fatchick,
she looked a bit like a spastic,
the way she missed her mouth when she had chips,
ask him for its cause and effect,
the way she had a limp and a pause in her step,
I used to love it when class was in session
the way she'd always stutter when you asked her a question,
and her obbsession with tryna buy food,
even though it was too hard for her to do...
all she wanted was a doughy with some jam and some damn cream!
but they couldn't understand her at the canteen.
damn i miss her bein in my car, cause that handicap sticker made it easier to park...