My Best Friend
By fiery
Sun, 12 Sep 2004
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He is a best friend, a special friend, a faithful friend, a friend
to the end.
A friend on whom I can depend, a friend to the end.
He is patient, he will wait till however late;
He will sit there, upright and proud,
His head held high, that look in his eye. Of pure trust.
A special true friend to the end.
When times are bad or I am sad,
Or if I am happy, joyful and glad, he is always the same;
My special true friend to the end.
His needs are so small, he asks for nothing at all, but for me to be
his special friend to the end.
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