FEW ARE THE BEST TO HAVE
Now , there those who 'ave loads of friendsMe , I 'ave but a few , I 'ave lernt the hard kind of way
I got the best , you maybe thinking
Well let me tell you why
I found , when alls going right grand , a bit of money in me pocket
Money in the bank , healths good , alls rather good and dandy
So many freinds , can recall them all
But when life went bad , suddenly , all the so calde friends , gone skase
Had to find at home , phone calls go unreturned
Featherweight , fair weather , friends
Yet , theres one or two , who remain , true friends
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith
Poetry by ken d williams

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Written on 2014-09-09 at 01:27




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