There once was a girl named Breanne
and quite honestly, she hadn't a tan.
She would dance in the rain,
use her big brain,
and luff on her tomato-y man.
Once upon a time there was a guy
with a mean ol' glint in his eyes.
He torments Breanne,
just 'cause he can,
but nobody messes with a friend of mine!
So enters the scene a Gabby
a girl who isn't at all flabby.
She steps on the boy
like a used Christmas toy
and sings with Breanne, who is happy.
There once was a girl named Breanne,
she was the coolest girl in Californialand.
And every once in a while,
she needs a big smile
so I write her poems quite grand.
So ends the tale of the day,
hope that that guy goes away,
'cause you're pretty and smart,
you've got a rather large heart,
and you're my favourite girl named BJ.
