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My Friend Michael

I'd like you to meet a friend of mine Michael is his name He has not been my loss He has not been my gain. He helps keep my sanity So I'm not yet insane And when he doesn't talk too much He doesn't leave me drained. Honour and integrity Is part of this man's grain He only stands for good and right So this man bears no stain. He doesn't stand behind the scenes And point the finger and maim If he is in the wrong He stands and takes the blame. And if you believe this tall tale You are far from sane Crazy Michael's on the loose So I must catch a train! Brenda Elizabeth Rose

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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