Bestfriends - Poem by GINGER HAWk
Your the pedo to my van.
Your the mustache to my hand.
Your the ending to my fairytale.
Your the sunny to my cher.
Your the Bonnie to my Clyde.
Your the tear dropp to my eye.
Your the dreamland to my cloud.
Your the voice over my crowd.
Your the daisy, ill be your shrooms.
Your the happy, ill be the gloom.
Your the dance and i'm the song.
Your the fat whore and im the thong.
We will never get much closer.
Im glad this friendship will never be over.
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