Ode to Fred (wicked)
since Fred is equally as special (hey Fred)

There is a favorite crime fighter I know
and her name is Fred
She slays evil pineapples
and strikes mischief dead.

She maybe a genius in disguise
or just good at faking it
there is no doubt, though
that she is making it.

I know this kid named Fred
and I added a "wicked"
because it sounded punk rock
like a rad punk concert and you can't get a ticket. [hahaha]

This kid named Fred
who sits next to me in chem
we slay the evil-doing fruits
and then we eat them.

NOTE TO ALL: I hate to offend anyone since you all deserve a poem, so you feel offended by me not makin you a poem and would like one, just tell me and I'll apply my lyrical illness and we'll get some rad stuff goin'. Anyway, keep on keepin on yo.