Author’s note: The person this poem I wrote about when I was 15 years old is actually still one of my best friends now at the age of 36. This poem amuses me because of my attempt at rhyming something about her.

Crazy and kooky,
Weird and spooky.
She is my friend,
And a crazy one at that.

She makes me laugh,
(And sometimes hurt.)
Still a kid,
Still a friend.

Best friends shall never part,
As she and I are,
Even when I leave,
We will see each other.