Birthday Poem

A poem for AnnE Keller on the celebratory day of the twentieth year of her life:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I still like you,
Even though you ditched all your friends to move to Chile for a year so you could go bar hopping with a sea witch and let someone steal your iPod on public transportation and fatten up on cheap pastries and drag your big ass up some f-ing huge mountains.

HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY ANNE!!!!!!!