It is brown and blonde, and very cute,

It can be both feisty and mean

One of the most confusing things in the world,

But once you figure out the patterns,

It is much much easier.

If all the people in the world come together,

We would live in a place of great peace,

We need more people in the world like the man made of rock,

Who do good just because it is good

It is never ending,

Forever burning,

But somehow also boring.

He was the greatest of all time,

But even the greatest come down sometime.

It is round and we all want some of it,

But in the end does it really matter?

Square, and I only have one chance,

One chance made of of sheer luck,

A jumble of colors,

Colors, mixed to create ones never before seen.