Glee Boy...

Was it fate,
meeting you?
Singing songs,
the way you do.
I felt your abs,
and they are nice.
Let's go to Target,
and get some ice.
Shoulder tap here,
shoulder tap there,
Freezer party part two,
I'll bring the beer.
Ok, I don't drink,
so I'll bring the soda,
teach me how to dance,
you can be my Yoda.
I can be Rachel,
and you can be Will.
Forget Finn and Quinn,
life is meant for the thrill.
Rai was supposed to,
write about Register boy,
she has forgotten,
and is using a decoy.
Klemey loves Rai,
oh so much,
so she won't hurt her,
and declare her a Dutch.
That doesn't make sense,
but bare with me,
I'm having trouble thinking,
my face is rather itchy.
My head hurts now too,
so I'm going to sleep.
I love you Klemey,
I hope you don't weep!