Those fierce green eyes, Saw a lot of your sad times. Pretty little white flowers, All those sickening forevers.
They enjoy smoking on the right timing, While you're smoking when you're dying. Your mother like the monkeys and you like the bears. Oh little one, all you need is heartfelt prayers.
I'm really sorry for letting you down, How can I change that frown? Straight and fast while it lasts.
This poem is about one of my favorite books, Looking for Alaska.