TOMBOY

Hey pretty girl, yes I’m talking to you

Don’t think you can keep hidden from view

You may try to hide in your tomboy guise

But I can see you; I can see the hidden prize

You may dress in oversized jeans and a baggy T

And try to hide yourself in shapeless anonymity

But I can see the real you beneath the scruffy hair

I can see the pretty girl who’s hiding in there

You’ll come out soon and everyone will see

The girl inside the tomboy who will marry me