Bri brit bri, what am i gonna do with you
you really have some funky shoes
im sorry things arn't going so swell
but hey at least you not stuck in a well
cuz that would suck alot u know
even worse then being stuck in the snow
because everyone knows snow melts
just as easy as taking off your belts
this poem is really going nowhere
so feel free to take this page and tear
this poem to shreds cuz it really is bad
im still mad that i made you sad
i didn't want to make u that way
so i thought i mise well say
your a cool person and fun to be around
and some of ur music has good sound
we should hang out real quick
because we both know im really slick
we still haven't watched all of orange county
maby one day ill become a mounty but i dought it and this poem should end
so thats the end of this my friend
rember that things arn't always bad as they seem
at least you havnt gotten hit with a beam
that would really hurt quite bad
and i think ud get quite mad
so promise me you'll stay all happy
i