The brown eyed girl is living in the
small town
She believes that purple is pleasing
to the pupil
Tasty Crispy Chicken is her main dish
of choice
She is colorful like a peacock
The brown eyed girl makes good grades
All things science are her weakness
though
She wants nothing more than to
achieve
Failing is her fear
She has a bounce to her step
Just don’t dog-ear books
You will then hear her roar
The brown eyed girl is not very
sporty
She prefers the stage not the field
That’s where her heart lies
And she is unfortunately clumsy
Talking without her hands is an
impossible task
A proud lefty she will always be
Even if she can be a little ditzy
And speak without thinking
The two Amanda’s want to call her Poptart
But with a scowling face she
disagrees
Deciding to keep her nickname since
birth
Brinna, it will always stay
She admires Kris Ravetto
The great makeup artist
Maybe just maybe in the future
A great mentor as well
The brown eyed girl is a caterpillar
Waiting for her moment
To burst out of her cocoon
Waiting to spread her wings and fly
She is a girl aiming to achieve
With only her stones she will take
the shot
Then a bright future she will receive
Several minds will be blown
The Brown eyed girl will win the
award
She will reach for the sky
She will keep going forward
She will learn how to fly
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