Hi there Mr long,
I think you need a nice sweet song
From Xian the poet, ever so cool
To a boy like you, a stupid fool

Okay okay please dont be emo
Dont let your life be filled with sorrow
Look ahead im sure you'll find your tomorrow
One where pretty xians and flowers grow

Because you were there when i was at my lowest
And you said to me, go do your best
So here today i'll tell you, despite the size of your ass,
Just go ahead with all the zest

Theres a difference between trying and doing
Soar ahead, you'll find your calling
Even when the going gets tough
Youve got the f3, we'll make you laugh

Its okay that you're uncool fat and blue,
Cause we the f3 would still love you
Despite all your stupid mistakes
We'll forgive you so long as you bake us a cake

Dont forget you can always become a cook
You dont necessarily have to read the books
Just that i'll be rather worried
About whoever gets your feed

Alright I shall not keep niaoing you
Dont want to see you cry "boo hoo!"
Im sure you know that i do care
And for you i'll always be there

So get up tomorrow, see how the sun shines so bright
For you're lucky you can see its light
There're gonna be more challenges ahead
Hold on hold tight, you're gonna do great

:)Love, xian

:)
11:27 PM