Roses are red,
Violets are blue
Zainab, you look like Justin Bieber
But I still love you
You make me smile
Just about everyday
But making me write a poem
Is definitely not okay
There's also Amirah
Who sings, like a lot
But I would never, ever
Want you to stop
Though it gets annoying
I can withstand it
I'd sing along with you
But only if you demanded
I would mention Kita,
But she left for a party
So I'll just continue,
And not talk about that smarty
So as you can see,
My friends are amazing
They are dear to my heart,
And always keep me praising
Though the poem is not great
I do have to say
Zainab made me do it
So it's not my fault anyway
(And if you were wondering
Why the rhymes are so cheesy
It's cause I was being rushed
Pleasing these people isn't easy)
