In spring when buds are popping, <br />And the leaves are showing green, <br />Who could enjoy it better than <br />A girl of seventeen. <br /> <br />Just like the robin and the wren, <br />Who chirp, and primp, and preen, <br />Results are even nicer in <br />A girl of seventeen. <br /> <br />Young men admire adoringly, <br />Agreeing she is keen, <br />While seeking the approval of <br />The girl of seventeen. <br /> <br />The one who takes her to the prom <br />Believes he has a queen! <br />And, you know what? He really has.... <br />That girl of seventeen. <br /> <br />To Gerry, let us give three cheers! <br />We know that she has been <br />The mother of our charming ones: <br />The Gardner seven 'teens. '<br /><br />Frank V. Gardner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gardner-seven-teens/
