Heh… I’m not challenging you Jerrick, but there is another thread for poems. But I think this one’s better because you started it 
A favourite of mine by harper from a while ago follows.
heh… and a favourite from Michael.
heh…
I wrote one for my best friend, Lauren, a while ago. It will probably seem a bit odd because you dont know most of the people mentioned in it - and by people I also mean inside jokes. But I was very proud. I put a lot of effort into it. 660 words and 30 stanzas. NOTE; She’s not really my sister.
Little Sister, Bug or Loz,
She’s my bestest friend,
Even though we have our little fights,
She’s my buddy ‘till the end.
She’s always there to talk to,
She’ll always give advice,
That’s because she’s someone,
Who is very nice.
She’s also very pretty,
Her eyes are hypnotising,
And when I make her laugh,
Her smile’s mesmerising.
She’s got really nice curves,
But now I will shut up,
Because if josh is reading this,
He’ll surely bash me up.
I used to have a crush on her,
I wanted her so bad,
Because she’s the coolest person,
I really like her dad!
She’s always fun to be with,
We have great phone calls,
She’s always fun to tickle,
‘Till she kicks me in the balls.
It’s funny when she beats me up,
Oh hits me in the gut,
And it is it really weird,
When she slaps me on the butt.
But I can’t say I don’t enjoy it,
It’s actually quite kinky,
I bet the teachers watching,
Think her hand’s now really stinky.
Listening to music,
Is one of her many joys,
She can pull some funny faces,
Funnier than the boys’.
My favourite of her faces,
Is when she’s cute and lonely,
I wish I hade a face like hers,
If only. Oh, if only.
Her face is just so cool!
It’s so…untainted?
I hope one day that me and it,
Can get better acquainted.
But she has Josh, metal mouth,
A fellow curly mop,
I know they love each other,
Their love will never stop.
So I’ll leave it all to josh,
To throw her down in bed,
“Hey who’s the behind the door?!
“Holy crap, it’s Ed!
But, nah, I wouldn’t do that,
Not to Josh and Lozza,
But I might do it to someone,
What are you doing tonight Wazza?
‘Cause I’m Perverted Turtle,
That’s what Loz has told me,
Well she’s a Bit of Bird!
And Bill smells like cat pee!
Speaking of the devil,
Where’s the hairy sack,
Of skin and big raw muscle,
No bones, therefore, no back?
Anyway, where was I?
I was writing off the track,
I was writing about dear Lauren,
Now Bill’s eating a ‘Big Mac!’
Oh sorry, there I go again,
I think I’ll stop it now,
Right after my little anecdote,
About a fluffy cow,
He went to his school one day,
Feeling small and gay,
Maybe because his name is Jake,
There’s nothing more to say.
Except that Lauren’s my bestest friend,
I hope she is forever,
‘Cause she’s my younger sister,
And I’m her older brother.
She’s who I’m around the most,
She’s the one that I admire,
Especially when she’s showing me,
Her skimpy new attire.
You know what I now need to do?
I need to take a dump,
Then I might sculpt the crap,
To look like Donald Trump.
Ah, that felt mighty good!
Better than milk and bickies,
I’ll never bring that up again,
Until my pants are brown and icky.
Moving on now,
To a more appetising class,
Of things before they’re eaten,
Before they come out of your arse.
How about dear old pie?
Pie is really great,
Whether you eat it with your hands,
Or eat it on a plate.
But enough of my weird fantasies,
They really are quite odd,
Let us talk about Homer Jay,
Known to me as god!
Homer is a champion,
He is my greatest hero,
Right before the firemen,
Who helped work at ground zero.
Anyway, as I was saying, earlier in this poem,
Lauren’s my best friend,
Also as I said before,
She’s my buddy ‘till the end.
Look how much I wrote about,
A chick who’s in my life!
She’s the male in her marriage,
Because Josh is the wife!
You know what I feel like doing now?
I feel like playing twister,
So Josh, look after Lauren,
‘Cause she’s my little sister.