poem 2

As we sat around like every other day, We decided we could no longer stay. So we packed up the van And we were determined to darken our tan. California was where we were going To the beach where it’s never snowing. We were off to watch the scenery during the day And at night, find the best partay. By now you’re wondering who is we It is five of my friends and …

…now I will just try and get by, After this year, to Lincoln Way I’ll say good-bye. So now it’s time for our adventure to depart, Chuck had better get out his one last fart. So grab the CD’s and turn up the bass, We’ve got the bottle but need something to chase. Without these friends it wouldn’t be a dream, But a nightmare, like an Oreo without the cream.