When my old friend
Walks through the door
He's come a long way with me
Constant companion
My fiercest combatant
An old corollary
Of my ****** up existence
I simply take him
Close in my arms
And rest while weeping tales away
Waiting till he wanders off
And someday he'll be back again
I just wish
When my old friend revisits
I'm jolly stocked with hearty ale
And songs to sing of old and new
Dec 19, 2016
Dec 19, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
When my old friend
Walks through the door
He's come a long way with me
Constant companion
My fiercest combatant
An old corollary
Of my ****** up existence
I simply take him
Close in my arms
And rest while weeping tales away
Waiting till he wanders off
And someday he'll be back again
I just wish
When my old friend revisits
I'm jolly stocked with hearty ale
And songs to sing of old and new
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