*Talkin'*
Verse:
I was a young man in the nintendo-room/
When little did I know that a friend-would-bloom/
She was a... witty child, layin' miles-away/
Blessin' me with text and 50 smiles-a-day/
She took me from Earth, to a cosmic-land/
While all the meanwhile, stuck in "Comic-Sans"/
We would type for days on a dozen-nights/
And when if didn't speak somethin' wasn't-right/
If this angel cries, I know its heaven's-tears/
Thats why I made you laugh for them "7-years"/
Look at all the times, we had lots-of-laughs/
From 'recorded convos' to the thoughts-of-past/(Ahh those Nickelodeon songs)
And all the things you remember, its sorta-scary/
But thats what makes you shine from the ordinary/
The only thing changed is your letters-and-colors/
But the warmth that you give is still better-than-summer/
And when we talk now, its just like the first-time/
I mean look at me, i'm speakin' in verse-rhyme/
Its "11:34", but this home-is-paused/(11:34; and I looked!)
I'm writing this verse, after phonin'-calls/
From the jokes that we have to lovely "tea-pots"/
Other friends kill for the stuff that we-got/
Our frienship... is more than words-say/
So I write this little verse for you on your Birthday...
