Ode to Thomas

My friend Thomas is the bomb.

He makes me laugh and carry on.
He brings me food when I am sick.
He protects me from the boys when they are pricks.
I love my friend Thomas, he's really great.
I can't wait to see him, next Monday at eight...
Well, at 5:30 but it didn't rhyme.
He teaches me slang all of the time.
I have to look it up on Urban Dictionary.
He's silly, he's fun, I like him a lot.
This ode is to him so he knows he's the tops!
I keep him awake when he's on the road,
He makes me laugh even when I feel like a toad.
He'll say that this ode isn't the right length.
I'll tell him, more tomorrow
Tonight I haven't the strength...

:)