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Friends
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Cho1
Whyville Poet |
I made this poem for all of my friends:
Friends are like flowers in a garden,
with golden hearts that shall not harden .
Full of joy and full of glee,
next to the water stands you and me.
Friends will help us day and night,
if we're sad or filled with fright.
So make another friend today,
and our garden is here to stay.
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