Hi it's me Coral. This is the Barb- uh, Allen's poem. Wrote by my friend Holly. Er, she seems to be obsessed with a certain part of his anatomy. (it's only PG folks!) R+R!

The Fling Thing

It hangs so perfect,

Straightened with care,

The one thing he loves,

His long blondish hair;

What do you want me to say,

What do you want to hear,

It's shiny and glowing,

What a beautiful glare;

What would he do,

Without his ego at side,

He should try something different,

But his hair would abide;

Yes it's Allen whom I speak of,

I thought you would know,

Who else could it be,

With that bright blonde aglow;

Who really knows,

What the future will bring,

But right now for the time,

He just wants his "Fling Thing".

by: Holly (Poison Ivy)