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Best Friend

My best friend is a puppy Who loves to be with me He’s always giving kisses While he's sitting on my knee I love to take him Golfing And watch him have such fun As walking down the fairway He’s always on the run You get home in the evening To see him jump for joy His little tail a wagging He brings to you his toy Then life shows its true colors It stabs you with a dart It takes away your pride and joy And kills your happy heart Oh it’s not right to steal you Joy To take away your boy And leave you all the Grief and pain And happiness destroyed

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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