The Boy with Sweaty Hands

My hands are almost always wet from my sweat And I always find it so gross, but it won’t stop Sometimes my hands won’t sweat because I forget Then I realize my hands are dry, now it’s a flop I wish that my hands could always be drier But they can’t stay dry, they always get more wet If I can not get that, I wish to acquire Someone, a girl, who won’t mind all the sweat The girl with sweaty hands is now holding mine Don’t know what this is, but I think it’s a sign I didn’t think this could ever happen any day or time I am so glad that this happened. I can say she is mine