I met a girl named Ellie,
When I came to France,
We played lots of cards,
And had a good dance.
A hobbit she's like,
All small and cute,
But she snores like a bear,
The little beaut.
She is never on time,
She's usually late,
With dry-shampoo in her hair,
It's morning she hates.
Don't underestimate her,
Because she is small,
A tube of smarties in ten seconds,
She can neck them all.
She makes me laugh,
When she tells me a joke,
"I'll 'av an Orangina,
No not a Coke!"
I love this girl Ellie,
She's like our flat pet,
With mezzo pasta all round,
For this term we're set.
She gets my drift,
When most can not,
She let me cut her hair,
And it looks hot!
She talks of mince and bras,
Oh and binbags as well,
And plays Super Bijoju Quete,
Because our new phones are so swell.
She rocks around Nantes,
With her Newport twang,
I loves her I do,
I haves fun when we hang.
LvZ u BbZ
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