A/N: Hey guys, in honor of my 21st birthday and for all the Alex Riley or A-Ri fans out there, I've decided to put together a short little poem in honor of A-Ri. Hope you enjoy it!

He started out on NXT as a hotshot rookie.

He proved to be one tough cookie.

Finished third in the competition, the future was bright for his position.

He was teaming with The Miz, he worked alongside him in the main event of Wrestlemania, clearly his path of stardom didn't need to be said verbatim.

Eventually he grew tired of being Miz's lackey, so he sent him packing.

He headed out on his own, proving that the student could beat the teacher.

Owned Dolph Ziggler, he was gonna be his killer.

He was set to be US Champion, if it weren't for Jack Swagger's bitchin'.

Now he's trapped on the undercard.

Mostly jobbing on WWE SuperStars.

He's a future Champion.

No matter how many people don't stop bitchin'.

If you have something to say

A-Ri won't give ya the time of day if he doesn't like you.

Say it to his face or find yourself in a neck brace!

Push Alex Riley or you'll look as drunk and stupid as the people in the movie Friday!

Seriously, what does Damien Sandow have over this kid?

All he can do is spout 6th-grade words from a dictionary, while looking like a freakin' bearded canary!

Do the right thing!

Make Alex Riley king!

The End!