A Short Poem To A Girl in Class

I guess you could say I’ve noticed her, and I do want to express myself clearly. Writing it down is the best way, yes? Well, here goes, and remember that I’ve changed the name, but it sounds the same:

Somebody,
please shoot Charlene.
She must be stopped,
before I mock,
her openly and in public!

Somebody! Anyone!
Save our souls
from her stupidity.
What don’t she get,
I wonder (every time)
she pops a question.

Should’ve been a limit,
a specific amount of questions asked.
But I’d still like to see,
her blod spill,
Charlene.

God damnit, somebody make a melody out of this thing. I believe we’ve got a winner.