My Friend
A friend indeed, is a friend in need
In my poem about her you will read
Her name is tastier than rice
Her speech is so nice
I met her; do not remember when and where
What I wish is to be with her
I remember her all the ways
Her friendship is my sunrays,
My lovely, precious friend would you
Stay mine and me too
Would never think about leaving a friend
And every day, a rose I will send.
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