You whats funny?Not you but its the things you do even though your being you which is true but not even you cant say it's not true that you act like a fool.But you will die for a dime which is fine because you'll die at your own time and at your own pace and you have one hell of a taste for candy and well I think thats just dandy.I love you as a friend, but I hate you for one reason, except around my favorite season.Its the one where we can't play all day, but it's the one with our birthdays.I'm three weeks older and you should know better than to disrespect me, your beautiful elder.I'm not saying I'm old I'm young in the head but I do love to sleep in my big nice bed.You might find this poem to be boring and you will probably end up snoring.If you do you might kill yourself for a dime, but Ill kill you on my turf my time.I'm just kidding I wont even pretend because you are one of my closest friends.You suck which is good,which is good because you suck, but when I'm around I bring you so much luck.Anyway what I'm trying to say is that I like to play with you all day my friend Chaz or just Ray.
