Poetrys not my thang
i found this poem from freshman year today when i was standing in my closet for no apparent reason..it's about a dear friend i once had back here in TR..It goes something like this..ehem....: *name changed for sake of person, you may guess who it is tho*
Sue* is my pal
She sure is a crazy gal
But she is my bud
Even if she acts like a dud
Ppl. tell her she talks like a chipmunk
But I say no, she's just a punk
But I think she's a weird person
She's always cursin
She's got a potty mouth
With guys, she likes to go down south
Ppl. tell her she talks like a chipmunk
But I say no, she's just a punk
She always calls me a lez
But I dont care what she says
Maybe she's actually gay
and she thought i too was that way
Ppl. tell her she talks like a chipmunk
But I say no, she's just a punk
Her hero is scooby doo
When she sees him she goes woo hoo
I look at her funny
And she says, haha I see a blind bunny
Ppl. tell her she talks like a chipmunk
But I say no, she's just a punk
But she will always be my friend
Hopefully till the end
Because she is my best bud
Who sometimes may act like a dud
Ppl. tell her she talks like a chipmunk
But I say no, she's just a punk