*joking around*
*written to a guy i'm deployed with about another person**
There is this dude who can't be named,
After he talked I didn't think of him the same.
He is tall, strange, and has a big belly,
If I didn't know his name I'd call him Kelly.
But it's a do not ask to not tell,
Although I think he's straight oh well.
His personal habits where do I begin,
He tries his darnest to just to fit in.
I don't think he showers everyday,
But hey that's just what I survey.
A woman in his life I don't think so,
But sure he could with some dough.
I feel bad talking about him,
Although I know it made you grin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem