Ms.Janice
I missed you,Janice
You pretty redhead,I miss you
I was your socalled secret admirer
But I was innocent in my wanting you as my girl
Your teacher told me about the man....I was scared
So I stop everything...but I still remember you
Even 18 years later,I am still remembering you
Ms.Janice McKenzie,you were my very first crush
You little freckled redhead,you
You were the close friend of Jessica Young,I recalls
You were the cousin of Victoria McKenzie,I recalls
Joseph Shipman is your family,somehow,I suppose
You are the first of three,my long-lost-crush
Janice,Caitlyn,Sarah....You are among those I fell under in love
Your place is the first place....
I was scared of you then,but I am scare of you now.
You are the one I thought about before I went to sleep for one year,I think
With lust,I went to sleep....thinking about you
But it never come into true actual happenings...
I never thought about marrying you...that would have been nice to marry you
You could be married for some time now with your lucky husband at your side
with your kids moving about merrily
We are older now.....
I still remember you
God has you and God always had you
Janice....pretty redhead....I like you still
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