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My best friend


Friends come in all sizes and shapes,

this one time we ate a whole plate of crepes.

We can have so much fun

without anyone.

I can tell you my secrets

when we are both sleepless.

How to live without you?

Impossible. You must come too.

Your kiss is so sweet,

I would miss your four feet.

When you bark, I know it means i love you too.

 
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