I Want To Feel Your Bum:

I wanna feel your bum, but I know, you'll slap me hand.
Every time I see you smile, it makes me want to stand.
I want to kiss your lips, but I'm scared about me breath.
I wanna hold your hand, but I'm half frightened to death.
I want to drop formalities and let my fingers roam, but me mum's banging on the ceiling, telling me to take you home.
I wanna take you to the pictures, your study's in the way.
And leaving can be grieving, when you always wanna stay.
I wanna marry you this instant, and let my feelings delve, but me Dad says I'll have to wait, because I'm only twelve.

- Craig Charles (apparently) written when he was twelve.