Love Poem about a Redhead Geek

I am walking down the hall one day.

I see someone coming toward me.

I stop and stare to see who it was.

And by golly if it wasn't a female geek.

Oh, oh, how beautiful she was with her red hair in pigtails.

Oh, oh, how comely she was with her porcelain-white buck-teeth.

Oh, oh, how absolutely gorgeous she was with her indigo-blue eyes behind magnifying glasses.

And those cute, cute freckles spread 'cross her cheeks.

Though most would probably shun her, I said, "hello, beautiful."

She stopped to look at me, and she took off her glasses.

Gosh, her eyes were even more beautiful without the glasses.

She said, "hello, handsome."

And, and she kissed me on my blushed cheek.

She said to me, "thank you for being so kind as to call me beautiful."

I responded saying, "you're welcome."

Oh, oh, her voice was so heavenly; it sounded like an angel was playing a harp.

Then, then she asked me out to dinner.

Oh, oh, my gosh, gosh, gosh, I am going out with a girl who is a geek. . . I think I may faint.

I have one thing to say: "I love girls, and I especially love the ones that are geeks. I am such a sucker when

it comes to female geeks."