It’s also good if you’re feeling tired.
Today I went to see my friend,
A thing to do that I do recommend.
Friends are the best, no matter what,
When sliding on your butt or filling up your gut.
We were feeling a little bit hyper,
Like we’d seen a flying horned viper.
So we decided to have a wrestle.
To make the blood pump in every single vessel.
It’s not a fight, it’s just for fun,
Doesn’t really matter who might have won.
We’re like two puppies rolling on the ground,
Or two kittens with some yarn they found.
I get on top, but just for a second,
Then I’m on the ground; I guess it beckoned.
We’re both laughing as we grapple,
It’s even more fun than a whole candy apple.
After a while it gets too hot,
We run outside to not sweat a lot.
The steam rises off of our heads in clouds,
Should’ve worn a shirt; there are staring crowds.
I don’t care, the rush hides the shame.
That’s the magic of this friendly game.