Thread:Giaria/@comment-24524370-20140730030017

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Looking down there,

Finny was mean to you,

But don't you worry,

As I am here,

To write you a poem,

That will make you cheer.

You eyes are like a galaxy,

There is so much to see,

Together as a team,

We can run free. 