My Friend
Our imperfection.
And never ending joy.
We're funny little buddies.
From sunrise to sunset.
Somebody is offset.
I'm a nasty friend.
Like you cook fried egg and nothing less in the morning.
An unforgettable relationship.
We go to the beach.
Yes you dressed up so wierd.
I just noticed.
A lot of bottles in the garden.
So you knew my birthdays coming.
Then we got drunk and punk.
Our growing team members me and you.
And we stick to the rules that nothings new.
But only both of us knew.
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