a poem by the grizz:
Ive got a friend
Whos name is cupcake
She makes weird faces with lips that bend
Im writing this for her, while im chowing on steak
This is how bored I am right now
Hoping she takes this with a laugh
If not, im sure she will find me and go POW
Or she hit me with a staff
So to end all this crappy whatever
just figured id let her know this
ud look goofy with a beaver
and ur one hard person to miss