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Wednesday, May 27, 2009
 
Some more guys that I know (continuted)...

Some say he's too loud, I might agree
But his good intentions I can guarantee
He's got a hearty laugh
And I'll attest on his behalf
Why don't you meet him--you'll see?

A fuller life I never have known
For fun in the moment, you should never postpone
(For the life he has led,
He should probably be dead!)
And to me, a new world he has shown

Chasing the women all day long
Excitedly they swoon, "oh he's so strong!"
But what is a man
Without any plan?
He'll continue to string them along...

This one likes to take what I say
And twist it around in every which way
He gives me some cheek
Every time I speak
Sigh--that's the way some boys play!

Freedom is what he holds most dear
In fact, it's practically his career
He'd take a punch
While eating his lunch
And still be full of good cheer

Talking might be what he does best
To the nonsense, his friends rarely protest
It's the talking with his hands
That they can't stands
Can you move a bit over there, they suggest?

He's shy and quiet and sometimes a tool
Always awkward and can play the fool
But a loyal friend
All the way to the end
And amidst so much coal, he's a jewel

Looking forward to his visit all year long
For here at home, he does belong
We wait for the tales
And funny little details--
And for him to describe what went wrong!

Nobody can quite figure him out
Of his being human, there is some doubt
A detached friend
Not one for any trend
And for religion, well--he's less than devout

-Ashley "Creeper" Stahl