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i had this friend once...see
he was a talkative sort of a guy as if the babes gave a ****!
he walked up and down the street.....babbling, babbling, babbling!
i sometimes tried to listen or to hear his mind but his words seemed to come not from his head but from a donkey's behind!
and walking in the brightest sunshine he never left a shadow that i could see
babbling brookskie was the name we placed upon him so fittingly
AND THEN ONE DAY!
and a door was opened and a sign was seen sayin "come on in boy and be free"
a saw a brook flowing unto a golden stream where children were bathing and laughingly at play
....................babbling brookskie was his name
he is a friend of mine
even in the brightest sunshine........he never tried to over-shadow anyone......
......................he always gave himself for free
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