A poem for You
Roses are red
Violets are blue
That shit is cliché
And not good enough for you
No matter what happens
You are my best friend
Even when I fuck up over and over
I love you to no end
I really do love you
With my whole heart and soul
And I can’t find anything good
To fucking rhyme with soul
Now that screwed it up
Just a little off track
Fear not young pup
I’ll bring it right back
You are my best friend
And hold you so dear
And through thick and thin
I know that we will persevere
