When It All Started…
The day it started was on October 17, 2008
Which I thought was pretty late.
On that day, I met a new friend
Who gave me a lot of things to lend.
Her name was Mi-Mi, well the nickname I chose for her,
She loved the nickname and we used it since.
At one point, we met again at karate
Where we started kicking and sparring.
I remember when she kicked a guy by accident,
He looked like his face had a dent.
We weren’t necessarily in the same classes,
But we both wore glasses.
She’s like my sister without the same blood,
But we both like the same thing.
Even though sometimes we fight,
We eventually see through the light.
When we are both in the dark,
I always want to make her a card.
I know my poetry make stink,
But at least I can kind of rhyme.
I only want to say a few things,
Before the ending time rings.
Mi-Mi is one of the most important people to me,
She’s the one that fills me with glee.
Her craziness is what I love,
She reminds me of a cute little dove.
I love teasing her in a rush,
Usually only about her crush.
She’s sometimes indenial,
But, luckily she isn’t vial.
She may be vicious…
But she’s still cute and lovely.
I love her as my sister,
Good luck to you and your future mister. :D
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