This poem is dedicated to my chum, Ryan Spafford.
You have long reddish/brownish/blondish hair,
And I suppose you enjoy sitting in a nice red chair.
You have leaped Nike shoes,
And your younger sister sometimes poos.
You enjoy long walks on your pet dog,
And more than once I have seen you pee in the fog.
You are writing a book dedicated to me right now,
And you said if you had the chance you would poop on a cow.
You ripped your jeans right apart,
And I know it was because of a nasty fart.
You do not have shoes as great as mine,
You are going to school to be a mime.
You have many pairs of socks,
Even though you have never had chicken pox.
Your dog is not photogenic,
Much like you.
You guys are pretty much twins,
And I know this because I have seen you both lay in bins.
You are not as cool as me,
But that is okay because you will never be,
As cool as me.
