Ode To a Grill Boy
I once had this friend named Tozzer
He was never anything like a poseur
We had so much fun
On our garbage run
K-Tozz liked to catch flies
He would never let our friendship boat capsize
We made a time capsule
The kids bags were always artful
He liked to make peppermint fruitopia tea
And never let the dining room get balmy
He would never let anyone catcall
And gave me my first bottle of fireball
He freed the Egyptian King
And helped make trigonometry less baffling
He ran away to weld metal
and left me with all the basil
By: Dexter Morgan
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