Two Great Mates
By Jack
Published 21 September 2011
He rides two wheels I ride four wheels
He likes the news I like cartoons
He likes neatness I like mess
I hate his music he hates mine
Were completely different
But one thing is our bridge
It pulls us together
And we don’t drive each other crazy
Its music to our ears
This wonderful thing
Is fun and great
We see our champions
Go to battle
We cheer and scream
For the on and only team
We eat deep fried gunk
He drinks half strength junk
He says it aint worth his dollars
We laugh and cheer
Because we’ve become great mates.
