A Person Called Dy

As the bus drove us to school & the talkative Dy continued to talk Never stopping, always bragging Holding the book, never studying Always would like to stand as bus 12 drove by She always laughs & smiles Hitting the book on the chair, a million times If the book would talk he would say: oh God burn me now Better than hell She continues to talk, looking at the Indians in a bus Smiling & waving goodbye As she plays with me the basketball & Hits a millions people’s head She always buys 4 chips a day & eats a gum to calm her down She never accepts a joke She always goes sad, & looks at the windows sun She swear she’d never forgive me for life So I asked: does this include not talking ever? She always brings her phone to school & listens to the stupidest song ever made Oh my cells are bored from this She always makes me laugh & Sometimes she makes me cry She loved a song for 2 continuous years Why is she so sensitive? And I thought I’m the one Who complained I?!