FRIENDS
Who listens to the griping
and cares when we get ill?
It's the real true friends we have,
and sympathize they will.
They lend an ear to idle talk and never talk us down
They stand beside us all the way
and always stick around.
A vigil kept by only them
Its like they know whats wrong
and stay beside your bed at night
to try to keep you strong.
I tip my hat to these dear Pals
Who lay there like like a log
You guessed it, yup, you bet you did,
The good old family dog.
George McNaughton2
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