Taylor Hicks

by Wasted Fake Smiles   May 19, 2006


Taylor, I love you, your voice, your hair,
Doesn't matter what color, I really don't care.
You're great, I vote for you at least 80 times a week,
I guess the gray in your hair gives you a stylish chic.

I can tell your voice from a mile away,
And I think about you at least a thousand times a day.
I love to see you, when you bust a move,
You put so much feeling into that groove.

Soul patrol is a part of my heart,
I've loved you since the very start.
I know you'll win, and I WILL buy your album,
I don't need to see the finale since I already know the outcome.

So, my darling Taylor, don't fret in two short years,
I'll finally be legal, and we can switch to relationship gears.
I know that I'm young, but we'll live happy ever after,
Where I can listen everyday to your sweet laughter.

~*Who Cares?*~
(American Idol if you were wondering)
I LOVE TAYLOR FOREVER!

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  • 18 years ago

    by Jessica

    Awww... hehe! thats so sweet! go taylor! haha :P that was a very good poem and you described it so well! keep it up!
    jessy xox