Friends Come, Friends Go
Friends come, friends go: This Earth is so
Some I make, Death must take -- I know
Acquaintances are many, but
Perhaps the most unkindest cut
Is one that happened long ago
George was the best friend that I'd had
Until he went and made me mad
He stole my girl, and did he strut!
Friends come, friends go
When I found out, I yearned to go
And punch George out, from head to toe
I'd hit him hard right in his gut
Then to his jaw an uppercut
Oh, my. Would I put on a show!
Friends come, friends go
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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