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‘s my only friend.
I’ll melt some sugar on a spoon
And drink it eager very soon
Tonight a bed
‘s my only friend.
I’ll lie on pillows soft and sweet
And let my hackneyed dreams go breed.
I wish I had
A walking friend
To stray together down the streets
And share our thoughts and cheap biscuits.
Alas! No friend
With me to spend
My weekends, holidays and such,
To be my precious little crutch.
Oh, well, I’ll mend
My friendless lent.
Though still a talking pal I need,
I’m free to talk myself to sleep.
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Оксана Соловьева 12.02.2010 10:03 Заявить о нарушении