3bc
Billy, Bobby, Blaise and Chris
otherwise known as 3BC.
None of us were ever good influences on the other
and got into mischief constantly.
Our friendship was strong. Our clique no one would ever cross,
but there came a time in our friendship when I had to tell them,
"I never liked you guys, now kindly get lost."
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