Wrote a poem for this fit. Is doesn't rhyme, sorry
Bobbin's flight suit
Bobbin and his awesome flight suit
that he won't let me go halvers on
so that even though its not important
AT ALL he gets to say it's his and keep it at his house and even if
I borrow it we both know that really it belongs to him and I
will have to give it back eventually and
will always have to call it his and
even when he's dead the fact will remain that it was him
and not me who found it first
