You needed a tutor

Maybe a suitor

You had lessons to learn

I had brilliance to burn

If only you were in my class

Scrawled on the seesaw

In chalk on the board

On the wall in the stall

Was all on record

You + Me = We

Had the perfect pick up

All seemed to add up

My math was magic

Just one little hiccup

Your note most tragic:

You – Me = Free