'Ello everyone! Ryou here! This is a poem I wrote for my friend--FRIEND NOT LOVER!--Joseph Kevin Wheeler! Oops! Don't let him know I spilt his middle name. Anyway, here's my poem. Please enjoy!
"Joey Wheeler."

My friend Joey Wheeler
In ancient Egypt, used to be a healer.
He was the best in the land,
And the Pharaoh's right hand.

He can make you laugh and cry,
Even if you are about to die.
That's my friend Joey.
He's my buoy.

My hero in the night,
He almost always, treats me right.
He's always there for me,
Just as good friends should always be.

I love you, Joe,
To you, a thousand thanks I owe.
I'm glad that we're friends,
And it'll be that way until the end.

By: Ryou Bakura
Dedicated to: Joey Wheeler.

Ryou: Well, my friends, did you like my poem, my dedication to my friend Joey? Hope so! If not, that's o.k. Joey loved it, so there! But anyway, could you still review? Please?
(Ryou makes cute, brown puppy eyes...sticks out lower lip...)

P. Q. : Yes, I know these are supposed to be angsty haiku's, but I thought it'd be nice to add some longer poems, since haiku's are a little short. Besides, every cloud has a silver lining right? Joey is Ryou's silver lining. That's why he wrote Joey this poem. Anyway, please R&R, thank you!