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My First, True, Best Friend We’ve gathered here to celebrate This wonder, perfect, and happy date Because this day that’s come again Is the day that was born my first, true, best friend I’d like to ask if you remember when We would choose our outfits from a costume bin Or when we’d jump on the couch and play pretend ‘Till the ceiling was hit and we’d count to ten All the laughter and bruises that each of us had As we each had our turn being rolled in a sleeping bag The hours playing games in the basement we’d spend And how you’d boast about how you would always win Eventually the games and costumes we outgrew But I’ll never forget watching movies with you Over the years we stayed somehow connected A direct side effect of our friendship perfected In many ways we’ve not stayed the same But there are things between will never change So thanks for the memories, let them never end And thank your for being my first, true, best friend
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC
My First True Best Friend
My First, True, Best Friend We’ve gathered here to celebrate This wonder, perfect, and happy date Because this day that’s come again Is the day that was born my first, true, best friend I’d like to ask if you remember when We would choose our outfits from a costume bin Or when we’d jump on the couch and play pretend ‘Till the ceiling was hit and we’d count to ten All the laughter and bruises that each of us had As we each had our turn being rolled in a sleeping bag The hours playing games in the basement we’d spend And how you’d boast about how you would always win Eventually the games and costumes we outgrew But I’ll never forget watching movies with you Over the years we stayed somehow connected A direct side effect of our friendship perfected In many ways we’ve not stayed the same But there are things between will never change So thanks for the memories, let them never end And thank your for being my first, true, best friend
I wrote this for my cousin's birthday, but I thought it was pretty and I decided to post it up here
rebecca-lynn-plumb
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC
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