We know them.
We love them.
They your enemy.
Thy your friend.
They your counselor.
They your pal.
They share in your life.
When you was young,
And they still there.
When you full grown.
They taught you right.
The opposite of wrong.
They taught ways to get along.
Who are these good Samaritans you ask?
They our parents as you might have guessed.
Not always right.
Not always wrong.
And it by them that our values are based upon.
Besides they aren't all that bad.
Probably, the best friends you will ever have.
Even, when we say they get on our nerves.
Especially, when they claim we have no nerve to get on.
Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 5:06 PM UTC
We know them.
We love them.
They your enemy.
Thy your friend.
They your counselor.
They your pal.
They share in your life.
When you was young,
And they still there.
When you full grown.
They taught you right.
The opposite of wrong.
They taught ways to get along.
Who are these good Samaritans you ask?
They our parents as you might have guessed.
Not always right.
Not always wrong.
And it by them that our values are based upon.
Besides they aren't all that bad.
Probably, the best friends you will ever have.
Even, when we say they get on our nerves.
Especially, when they claim we have no nerve to get on.
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