This is in Izzy's point of view.
I will write a peom.
Through the eyes I see,
Is the spark in me.
With my friends and I will be,
Doing what were were made to be.
We'd be hanging out,
Then, together, we will sprout.
And have so much fun,
While we are playing in the sun.
And then, we will grow up,
Then, we will be old geisers, peeing in a cup.
Then, as we all lay in a hospital bed, broken bones to peices,
May our souls rest in peace.
Help spread joy. This is an insparation to younger kids.