Gavin's Poem!

Wednesday Crew big it up, big it up

Gaytown Crew livin it up, livin it up

You what, you what

In Vivienne Westwood he's lookin hot, lookin hot

HDD you aint seen what we do

Britain's Got Talent next year we're going through

He's got the brains, I've got the beauty

He choreographs while I shake my booty

I'll sing his praises time after time

Any where any way cuz he sings mine

He's all inked up, pierced to the max

I think thats his way of how to relax

Cuz he's pretty easy-going but his head gets a stress

His way or the highway he dont take no less

Punchin walls, goin home

His eyes see red and his mouth starts to foam

You tell him you love him and you'll go where-ever

His face lights up, did that just happen? Never!

So this is him, this is Gavin

He's a friend you're all worth havin!