Oh the fun there will be! - By Kelly

What a wonderful Monday treat,
When I got online today.

From my dear friend Megan,
Now at my computer I will stay.

To think of the fun,
That is coming our way

The different things we can do,
On that very special day!

I'm sure there will be food,
There almost always will be.

Okay lets be honest,
Always for her and me!

You see we like food a lot,
There is nothing wrong with that,

We just keep eating strong,
And give eachother an encouraging pat!

We'll probably play scrabble,
Because that is really fun

Don't worry there will be food there too,
Maybe something we can put on a bun!

So here is the point,
I hope you can see,

When it comes to us haning out and food,
Oh the fun there will be!

Happy Monday!

My friend Kelly

By: Megan Bernardy

My friend Kelly, I love her stinkin’ guts,

I didn’t see her all weekend and that really sucks.

You may be thinking sucks doesn’t rhyme with guts,

But it’s my poem, so get the heck off my nuts.

Back to Kelly, she’s super smart and pretty,

Her personality shines, so bright and so witty.

When will we meet again? one can only hope,

The sooner the better, so no longer I will mope.

In conclusion, I don’t rhyme that well,

But this poems not about me, its about my friend Kel!

A little taste of Beth Garrison

There are times in our lives when we really realize what kind of friends we have. Those friends that we can laugh and cry with. Those kind of friends that will laugh at us. These are the times when you really know you've found a true friend! So, here it is....a little taste of our friend Beth!

A little taste of Beth Garrison : By Kelly Richardson

Her name is so simple,
so light to the touch

Just four little letters
can bring so very much

We can't really describe it,
it's very hard you see

But this girls name,
brings happiness and glee!

When we see her in her suits,
all done up and cute

She always looks so perfect,
honestly it makes us want to puke!

Thats beside the point though,
my focus is this

Without her we'd be very sad
we would have no inner bliss!

She raises us up,
to heights we didn't know

Her wicked crazy basketball skills,
can put on quite a show!

So here is that name,
my mind it hasn't left

She is awesome she is beautiful,
Her name it is BETH!




This poem has been dedicated to our dear friend Beth. You see Beth's friendship means so much to us for many reasons, in fact I will go as far to say that it is 5 fold. Oh yes, not 3 or 4, but 5! These are the 5 "Beth is" statements:

1. Beth is blonde, who doesn't like a blonde! I mean seriously. That right there gives her 100 cool points because we're both brunette...it's like she completes us. Oh yes, that blonde in the middle!

2. Beth is good at sports. I don't want to say that we are bias towards people that are good at sports, because that would be just plain snobby. However, it gives her another lets say...mmmmm 80 cool points.

3. Beth is liking pizza. Now lets be honest, Megan and I like pizza. Anyone that likes pizza is automatically going to be somewhat likeable! We might not want to take you to a theme park, but we'd eat pizza with you! Especially if you buy us the pizza. Anyways, the point here is that Beth likes pizza, so we like Beth! That's another 50 cool points.

4. Beth is really funny. You know that person that you know will be able to lift everyone's spirits....thats Beth. She's so funny in fact I would challenge that she could come make you laugh right now! Don't believe me...give her a call...her is her number - 417 - too- funy - lol...you didn't really think I was going to post her number did you? I mean lets think about that, why would I put my friends number on here for anyone to call? That would be just to silly! Then you would be her friend and take all her time, we don't want that! Just trust me she's funny. You might never find our personally, but you can have faith that we're being honest with you. There is another 20 cool points.

5. Finally Beth is a fan of Mexian Villa. Sure, you're wondering why is there two "Beth is" about food? Well here is my answer.....We like to eat. It's that simple. Another automatic 50 cool points!

So you see that is 300 cool points. You might notice there are 3 of us. Hmmmmmmm....get the connection! :)

Beth Garrison

An Ode to Beth Garrison
By: Megan Bernardy

Beth is our friend and we love her dearly,

Every moment gets better, we see it so clearly.

Our world, without her, is gloomy and gray,

When she’s around, it’s a much better day.

Crusader ball takes up much of her time,

As little as we see her, it should be a crime.

We shouldn’t say it, but our mouths can’t deny

When season is over, our joy will make us fly!

As you can see, her company betters all she’s around,

We’re so lucky that Beth Garrison we found!

Where it all began....

Ode To Fruit Pizza

Today as I sit here, I can't help but remember a friend, and her love
for fruit pizza...and a promise that I made to honor that love.....so I
have compiled this short but complete "Ode to Fruit Pizza"

Oh Fruit Pizza, with your sugar cookie crust
How we want to eat you because we must.

A tsp. of vanilla can go a long long way,
to sweeten this pizza, yippie horray!

Oh cream cheese how delightful you are,
even though you won't be allowed in our diet, we know you won't be far.

Oh how much we love that 1/2 a cup of sugar so wonderful and sweet,
it makes the fruit pizza an awesome treat!

Fruit sliced up, in a wonderful row
This kind of healthy snack really puts on a show.

So this is my ode to Megan, for this yummy yummy snack
Once you've had fruit pizza, you'll never go back!


I would like to give up this poem to my friend Megan, and explain the
reasoning in 3 fold:

1. Megan loves fruit pizza, and I respect that. I think it's so
important to find something you love and stick to it. I know that she
will never turn her back on fruit pizza.

2. Megan has inpsired me to find a recipe for fruit pizza. As I read
through this recipe I couldn't help but wonder, why haven't I had fruit
pizza? Why haven't I experienced this greatness? The answer to this is
"I just don't know"...but I can now say that I will....someday have
fruit pizza.

3. As I get ready to put together a lovely program so that my friend
Megan and I can look Bad A for Christmas, I came accross a recipe for a
low fat fruit pizza....I couldn't help but feel like it was divinely
inspired...and put on my computer just for the endeavor that we're
getting ready to explore!

Skinny By Christmas

Skinny By Christmas

By: Megan Bernardy

Skinny by Christmas, it can be done.
Skinny by Christmas, we'll make it fun.

Skinny by Christmas, if done right,
Skinny by Christmas, we'll be one fine sight.

Skinny by Christmas, can't wait till we're done.
Skinny by Christmas, maybe Megan will find the one.

Skinny by Christmas, our bodies will be bangin'.
Skinny by Christmas, the bells will be clangin'.

Skinny by Christmas, it's our choice.
Skinny by Christmas, the angels will rejoice.

Skinny by Christmas, we'll do it together and it'll be sweet.
Skinny by Christmas, fruit pizza we'll eat.

Skinny by Christmas, all hands are "in."
Skinny by Christmas, a vessel of thin.

Skinny by Christmas, with help from above.
Skinny by Christmas, because Jesus I love.

Megan Sucks

When I get ditched by Megan : By Kelly Richardson

I have this friend,
She normally is sweet

But lately I'm thinking
My feeling are getting beat!

She makes these great plans
To hang out with me,

Then she ditches me for pizza
Or Jordan and Rusty

Now the pizza I understand
You know I can't debate

A nice gooey pizza
Can always be on my plate!

But other than that,
I don't really see

Why my friend Megan
Doesn't want to see me?

But I press on through the day,
I try to stay strong

It can be very hard though,
These days are very long!

So I'll leave you with this,
It is very true,

If you won't come see me,
I guess I'll have to call my boo!!!

We ARE Still Friends...

To my dear friend Kelly, I love her guts, I haven't spoke to her lately, I'm such a huge putz.

I hope she knows how often of her I think, Our humor is always on target, in line, in sync.

I miss her more than I knew I could,
I think she's going to the game on Friday, If not, she should.

My dear friend Kelly is so talented and sweet, Her poetry rocks my world, it's always a treat.

To sum all of this up, may I just come out and say, please forgive me Kelly for letting our friendship go astray.

I'll make it up to you, some day some how, Just know my heart is aching, this very moment, right now.

A gift you are to me, without it I would be in danger, Just like the baby Jesus presented to the world, asleep in the manger.

So thank you for always bringing me such cheer, Please have a merry Christmas and a happy new year!

I Once Had a Friend...

I once had a friend named Megan,
She was very tall and very sweet

She could do all sorts of really cool things, The kind of girl you'd like to meet.

But then one day my friend disappeared, It was so bewildering to the sight

It made me a very sad girl,
Made it hard to sleep at night.

Sometimes I wonder what happened to my friend, What different road she might have chose,

I think about the fun memories,
and different colored pantyhose.

It's hard to forget all the wonderful things, That brought our friends together.

The different color of her neck,
And her perfect chin of leather.

The way we'd watch basketball girls prance, And moved their arms weirdly as they ran down the court in and out of socket

I'll never forget the way she laughed
when I explained the yucky man with his hand in the big girls pocket.

These are the memories that get me through, even though I don't see her a lot.

I try to get through the day one step at a time, Will this pain go away, I'm beginning to think not.

So this poem is dedicated to my friend Megan, I hope it's something she'll like

Even if she doesn't want to see me any more.
......... I'm just to depressed to come up with another rhyme sorry :(

Pantyhose

To my dear friend Megan:

There are times in our life, when we need some support
Through good memories and bad, for tall people and short.

Through pants and skirts and everything in between,
This support that I talk about is not just a dream.

This support comes in all colors and sizes to fit your taste,
With long see through material, and a strong sturdy waste.

The browns, the blacks, and even the tope,
With this support comes a new found hope.

Now understand that this support doesn't have to finish up high,
It can finish right under the calf, and this isn't a lie!

Now there is an extreme support, that comes in the shade of pink,
Only those who dare this support will get many a wink.

You see it's not just the support that you get on the leg,
It's the mental support that the boys will give Meg.

So put on your support with pride, and strike a big pose.....
You know it'll be a good day when Megan puts on her panyhose!

Dirty, Sticky Jeans

Dirty Sticky Jeans: by Kelly Richardson

The deep blue color,
of my fitted lovely jean

Was dimmed by the grossness,
of sticky icky ice cream

It was terrible and sick,
It was very hard to bare

As I sat at the basketball game
With a sadned deep stare.

How could this happen,
Would the stain come out?

How would I go on
I started to pout.

As I thought of the people,
That would most definitely stare

At my skanky dirty jeans,
And there noticable wear and tear.

I couldn't help but think back,
To the times of the past

When I used to wear clean jeans
And I used to run fast.

I know that running fast,
Doesn't really fit this story

I had to throw it in though,
In all its greatness and glory

But back to the jeans,
That were most definitely sticky,

Would they ever be clean again,
Would they ever not be icky?

I thought of my washing machine
And what I could do.

Then I remembered I don't every do laundry, This is very sad but very very true!

Then I remembered I had a friend,
Her friendship isn't fickle or tricky

Thank you my friend Megan,
For loving me even when my jeans are sticky!