Pinafore Love

Since it's Christmas, I've decided to be loving and kind and good to my best friend, the Pinafore, and write a beautiful post declaring my undying love for her. She definitely did not force me to do this. I am absolutely not doing this because she asked me. Nope. This is all me.

Anyway, I am no good at writing of my love when I haven't been forced to, so here's a loving (and slightly shit) poem, for my loving (and not at all shit) friend:

I have a friend, 

She's a pinafore,

She's sea blue in colour,

And she snores.

She's adorned with white flowers -

Very pretty.

She gives me the power

To be who I want to be.

I can think about it hard and long,

But there is no one else -

Not a bra or a thong.

For she's the means, 

And she's the end;

She's my world,

My very best friend.