Treasure Island

LaTisha Parkinson

(23/12/94 d/m/y / a hospital)

Famous, Fabulous and Friends


They’re Like Hello Kitty and Baby Phat
Like Nike and a tube top
Like pencil pants and Reebok
Like…….just like that

They’re like Roca Wear and Apple Bottom
Like Jordans and bellbottoms
Like long sleeves and halter backs
They’re just like that

They’re like Dolce and Gabbana
Like Hilary Duff and Rihanna
Like Gucci and Victoria’s Secret
Their friendship’s got true meaning

They’re Like Calvin Kline and Givenchy
Like Ny and Cali
Like leather boots and high heels
They feel what each other feels

There are so many things
To describe the friendship
They’re just friends
Mainly they’re like the moon and the sky
Because their friendship will never die!

Submitted: Thursday, February 28, 2008
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