Not everything is bite sized.

Tunes in my head: Wading In The Velvet Sea by Phish
Atmosphere: Reminiscient.

They call her short, she's really kinda small
But if you measured her brains she'd be ten feet tall
One day she'll kick you, and your shins will kinda bruise
That's what she does it's not what she'll ooze
When I'm around her, she makes me laugh and smile
And when I'm down she just picks me up for a while
Midget likes her French, she'd called a Francophile
And what she doesn't know is she has pretty cool style
This poem's pretty bad, I'm sure she'll pick up
She's much better at it, she rhymed buttercup
Shorty's a tiny bit absurd, some call her Gogo
But giving her physics is definitely a no-go
When's she down, it makes me sad and shitty
What she doesn't know is she can be rather pretty
What she won't do is become a little cleaner
So all I have to say is happy birthday Kristina!