The Girl Named Paul

She spoke all sweet

And stood real tall

Her peers knew her as a treat

Bought her snacks and all;

For the girl named Paul

Not Polly or Pauline

For her attention, they did feen

She grins her gracious snare

All is well when Paul is fair

A team player,a classmate

They all found her great

But Paul was repulsed

Not by herself,but by everyone around

Maintaining the facade She had sculpt

When all she wished was for them to rot underground

To make them all cry

Force them to pay for mistakes they caused

And to make them ask why

Every night,she'd turned and tossed

She'd dreamt of them coated in flourishing moss

Soon,a boy was found with a cracked head

Paul scowled her stunken frown

At his funeral, Paul read

When it was Paul who had broken jacks crown