For a Friend
I stroked your head
I scratched your ears
You were always there
a comforing warmth on my legs
A constant friend
who never offends
and always quick to forgive
Playful in youth
Friendly in later years
Blind as a bat
but always wary
A fat old cat
but always there
But you were sick
and then you weren't there
are you hiding?
of course you are
you've got to be
You're always there
The best friend I ever had
I wish I still had you
but you are gone
and yet are always with me
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Three men walk into a bar, one of them is a bit stupid, and the whole scene unfolds with a tedious envitability
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