[verse]

“Cute Meets Beaver (Ninaaa)”

I met you at Cute Meets,

Standing by the snacks,

I was holding tiny sausages

And emotional flashbacks.

You smiled and I panicked,

Dropped a chip on my shoe,

My brain went full Windows crash—

“Hello. I am beaver. You?”

NINAAAAA—

From the hill I squeak!

We talked for like eight minutes

But it felt like three weeks!

Your friend said “we’re leaving,”

Mine said “bro, let’s bounce,”

Now I’m up on this hilltop

With feelings by the ounce.

NINAAAAA—

Hear my woodland tone!

I built a dam of confidence

But now I’m here alone.

I’m not chasing rivers,

I’m not sliding in twice—

But if you ever text me first

That would be… very nice

I don’t chase rivers anymore,

I hydrate and reflect—

But I might scream your name again

With… moderate respect.