My Dear Friend Cony Poem by Billy Sanders

A dear friend of mine
You give off vibes from vine
Your one hell of a guy
Your the definition of the word fly

God gave you a great mind
Never stop going after that grind
Your a future harvard student
I sometimes wonder if your a mutant
With that knowledge
You can be the hokage of the village

The bear himself
I just know your never getting expelled
In school and Heaven
Your always gonna be an academic weapon
Jesus made you the way you are
Even though you are sometimes bizarre

At the end of the day your a great friend
That I'll defend
People may call you a pony
But to me
Your my dear friend Cony