Best Friend Poem

Fri, 05/24/2013 - 18:50 -- bkickin

He constantly corrects me.
He knows how to corrupt me.
He never lets me sleep.
While he's up all night talking to me.

He got big hair.
So big, that I don't care.
He always loves to share.
Even if he isn't dared.

His personality makes me smile.
Even though all my friends want to cuddle with him for a while.
He's the reason I'm not all in a pile.
He can go on, for miles and miles and miles.

He makes me laugh constantly.
He's the reason I'm not so outta it.
The way he cuddles with me.
Makes my school friends blush with envy.

This way he laughs is so cute.
When you meet him you could never give him the boot.
He's no boyfriend, but he's no one to shoot.
You'll love him, I bet you.

The way he rolls his eyes are so adorable.
He's the crazy, sweet syrup to my waffle.
He may act like any other nut.
But I love him with all my gut.


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