Football Burt

So tender in years, my heart still unhurt, I remember his name, sexy football Burt. All the girls, would moan, and sigh, every time, this hunk passed by. Not a beauty, I was tall, and lean, some called me beanpole, kids can be so mean. So unnoticed, and so very shy, if a guy spoke to me, I would nearly die. My face turned red, as my heart raced crazy wild, it happened every time, a guy would smile. Then it seemed, a change came overnight, my clothes started clinging, to my curves overnight. My hair started growing, and the color changed, the sunshine had bleached it, or that was what I claimed. Enjoying my freshman year in my mini skirt, a high school girl, learning to flirt. So tender in years, my heart still unhurt, I remember his name, sexy football Burt.