My friends are awesome,
even when they act dumb
since they make me laugh
while we're eating in the Caf.
As I was grabbing my dinner of fish,
Breanna found out I'm ticklish.
Canaan wants to marry Bieber,
but, hey, she's a dreamer.
Emily is throwing napkins
trying to score a "win."
Priscilla sits so calmly,
shaking her head at what she sees.
I sit writing this poem,
knowing that no one,
could love these dorks as much as I do. :-)
07 Feb. 2013
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