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Mary
Contributed by
visionarybee
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Tuesday, 21st November 2006 @ 01:39:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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Mary I really liked
Yet I wasn't being so bright
I thought she my friend
on that I couldn't depend
For goodness sake
twas all a fake
It was only pretense
she acted like my friend
Instead she my foe
pumping me for info
what she really feels
is called ill will
Could it be a mistake
it's trouble she wants to make
Well I'll admit
perturbed I am a bit
Truly fond I was of Mary
though often she's contrary
I told much in trust
Now I feel such disgust
And I said to her once more
as I said a # of times before
I always liked you Mary
We'd make great friends
go out & drink sherry.
but you see
Mary didn't care
to be friends with me
Mary said enough friends she had
I think that's really quite sad
It's hard to find good friendships
They're very special kinships
My few friends I thank thee Lord
they strike a very special chord
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Re: Mary
(User Rating: 1 ) by trackiller2006 on
Tuesday, 21st November 2006 @ 08:25:43 PM AEST (User
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Beautifully written! |
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Re: Mary
(User Rating: 1 ) by SoUR_GuRL67 on
Wednesday, 22nd November 2006 @ 04:36:01 AM AEST (User
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Wonderful!
Sadly enough, true friends ARE hard to find.
Love and godbless-
K |
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