SBA and it's okay

So yeah this week we had the delightful SBA testing, which I like to call BSA (and that doesnt stand for boyscouts of america). Anywayz it was actually a really great time and I got a lot of lolz out of the experience. Yeah it's a waste of time and money but it's not my problem. This week was almost like a vacation and went by rather quickly. I like to hear kids complain for it just makes me feel better about where I'm at. So yeah. I had a lot of time on my hands and didn't really feel in the moood for reading, so I wrote some rhymes. Warning: they're just for fun and not seriously good, just like they should. Well here you go, hope you're ready for the show. I know. bro.

My Name Is Emily

Don't mind me

My name is Emily

I got slick brown hair

And a secret evil lair

I'm short and expensive

But never quite defensive

Cuz I know Im always right

Hey you wanna fight?

No Im just kidding

My words are always skiddin

Out of my control

Gosh Im on a roll

Sickest sister in the hood

What Im sayins alwayz good

If you want to sit and listen

What all that Ive been spitten

Then come and join my crew

We eat green chile stew.

Olivia

Theres just somethin about Olivia

And lately I cant get enough of her

Shes cute and funny

And I hear she likes hunny

Cuz shes a little bear

With her short brown hair

Shes got hips that swing

When shes doin her thing

Making those fraps

Not givin a crap

When it comes down to it

She knows shes a hit

With those dark brown eyes

That never tell lies.

SBA

The SBA, more like the BS of A

Thats what Ive been doin, all stinkin day

These kids are so stupid, Im surprised this is real

But I keep my cool, its not a big deal

Sweatpants no makeup

Thats how I did wake up

Stylin for testing

Its really the best thing

Got a smile on my face

Cuz Im eatin some cake

No worries in the skies

Only cute butterflies.

Maddie and I (so this one's not quite finished)

See Ive got this bro

Her name is maddie

I call her a hoe

Cuz we got the same daddy.

Were as fly as can be

With our hair all a mess

Just wait and youll see

When we put on a dress.

Windows rolled down

Sunglasses on

We rip through this town

Until we are gone.

The skies are always brighter

When we come into sight

Becuz were sicker than your mother

And we love to fight.

Nails are always shiny

With lips never dull

We can be rather sassy

When were talkin to a fool.

Her hair may be long

And mines pretty short

But were both rather strong

And we make mean retorts.

Hope I got some lolz out of yalls. But I dont care if not, cuz I know Im still hot.