I know someone named Hazel
She’s really into Basil
She thinks she is so awesome
With eyes just like a possum
I’m not sure if she’s sane
I’m not inside her brain
But she is so fun
And I’m her number one
We like to drink and text
What will she tell me next
She gives me much relief
From all my recent grief
Her husband’s not a banker
I wrote this poem to thank her
Swimming was a favorite thing
ReplyDeleteWe all know you love to sing
Lack of sleep can make you tired
This poem makes me think you're wired ;^)
When lack of a phone call makes you cry
Count on your friends, even this guy