Lisa is a wonderful friend.
This I know is true.
I am so lucky that she is MY friend.
Beautiful through and through.
She puts up with me,
even when I'm a flake.
She is still there for me,
all give and no take.
I hope she still loves me,
as much as I love her.
Because she's my bestest friend.
This is for sure!
A very elementary and BAD poem by Sister Crabbypants.
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What a beautiful poem! I especially love the creative uses of words like "bestest".
ReplyDeleteLovely! Thank you Sister Crabbypants for sharing this with all of us who love Lisa!!