Oh, Puberty, you oily, hairy, evil beast.

Unlike most, I bloomed very late
And this always makes me hesitate
When a boy asks me out on a date.

For me, puberty is hard
And awkward and makes me a lard
(Mainly since there's now grass on the yard).

Growing and changing is quite a chore.
I don't want to do it anymore
Especially since I'm twenty-four!