So I wrote a poem
About who could it be?
That’s a rhetorical question,
It’s obviously about me
I hope you all enjoy
‘Cause I was forced to do this
I am 18 years old
And also my name is Chris
Now you probably noticed
that I have quite the stutter
When I read in front of a crowd
I sort of tend to mutter
I’m sure we can get past it
So others can read instead
as you probably noticed
My face is extremely red
I can be very awkward
That’s why I like to surf
Not on waves, obviously
The internet’s my turf
And if I’m still standing
Don’t ask me how
Because I’m so embarrassed
Can I take my seat now?
