It's way past my bedtime, but I've been thinking about how much I love all my friends and how much I appreciate everything that is beautiful about them. My Courtney 'poem' which I have been continuously writing for over a year now. :-)
Courtney Langmeyer :-)
There is some really annoying chick
I think she’s annoying
That’s why
When I was in eighth grade
she pretty much attacked me
because she liked a picture I drew of James Marsden
Actually I guess it was ninth grade
But not really
So I tried to avoid her
because she creeped me out
Then we did a spontaneous exercise thing
She laughed at her one answer
But it wasn't funny
Like, at all
Silly her
Still weird
Then she got marker all over her face
and looked like a freaking weirdo
What a goofball
Then this one time
she was in a play
and everybody said her laughing was annoying
My mom got a headache
And she kept creeping me out backstage
I thought her laugh was the bomb
Then this one other time
she sang Danke Schoen really, really well
Then she was like
Blah Blah Blah don't put that on youtube
She thinks she's a bad singer
or something crazy like that
Then this other one time
I was really stupid and went away for the whole summer
What and idiot
Then this creep who is always bothering us was like
Oh blah blah blah SKYPEE
Then I was like
oh blah blah blah SKYPEE
Then I skyped Courtney instead
Then this other time
she was in this integrated arts camp
And we both thought Josiah was just the best
and then we went to a picnic and ate vegan food
and she got peach juice all over her face
She's one messy eater
Then this other time she worked at the fair
somebody's orangeade
she got paid and was so excited
then she had to buy mustard stuff
Then this one other time
she was going to audition for a play
She was really nervous
But she shouldn't have been!
Then we spent New Years in Jet Puff
We saw the donkeys and automated elves
and wondered where Santa Clause was with our chips?!
And she got a cool tie to put on her bag
Then she was the most beautiful Mabel in history
And she sang Ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-bel
We worked on it at the piano in the hall
She didn't seem to think I could help her
But I did
And she blew me away
She has a way of doing that
Then we went to Southern
Only we had no idea where we were going
Then we must have been on something
because it was right there
but we missed it
It was the glare, I betcha
Then we slept on Hugh's futon thing
and Walker was on the couch
I'm glad I was asleep
But years from now
we'll be glad she wasn't
She's so funny
That’s why I love Courtney Langmeyer
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