There's a girl named Katja.
I miss her lots and lots-ja!
She goes to Mary-Hardin Baylor.
So far away from me and Taylor. :(
This makes me so sad
Because I miss her so bad.
We've been around the world together,
In Italy we bought bracelets of leather.
At her home we always drank tea.
In mugs made by her and me.
I'm writing this poem to tell her I miss her.
I think she should transfer.
But, fo realz, she should come visit me.
That would make me go WHOOPEE.
Here's a few pictures of her and I.
Looking at them makes me want to cry.