Three Elves in a Trenchcoat

I got a book once

I was eight years old

It taught me “Crush”

So I went to school

And picked one out

Then another

Cus it didn’t work out

And another

And another

Blushing

Awkward

It’s easy to forget

But I still remember

The first time I saw her

Her hair of soft auburn

The memory unblurred

Oh no