Monday, December 13, 2004

old friend


So, old friends,
Fill me in slow, old friends —
Start from hello, old friends,
I want the when, where and how.
Old friends do
Tend to become old habit —
Never knew How much I missed you till now.
Most friends fade Or they don't make the grade.
New ones are quickly made,
Some of them worth something, too.
But us, old friends —
What's to discuss, old friends? —
Tell you something:
Good friends point out your lies,
Whereas old friends live and let live.

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