This friend of mine.

by alexei   Mar 29, 2006


I had this friend,
a lot we jived,
but when its spirit died,
she had me scorned.

This friend of mine,
we used to have some wine,
but when i was defaced by a landmine,
she left me for a swine.

When a friend went away,
she set my brightest colours array,
when i told her she has gone astray,
with me she did away.

This friend of mine,
we used to have juice from lime,
together with a bun,
but now she too is gone.

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