This poem is based off the book Cross My Heart and Hope to Spy. I forgot who it's by though.

Cross your heart and hope to spy.
You’re hoping, wishing, not to die.
A world of mystery is for you.
That is until you find a guy who makes you wonder who.
He makes you wonder who you can really trust.
That is until you try to stop a large bust.
A boy from Blackthorn has committed the crime.
Unfortunately the wrong boy has caught your eye this time.
The disk finals turn out to be your second to last goodbye.
After your kiss you couldn’t even sigh.
Your heart has been jumbled but you have been set free.
Both of you will remember not to let the caged bird be.

I hope you like it.