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Tuesday, October 28, 2003


Today I made a poem in History class dedicated to THAT.
*Clears throat*Ahem...What is a friend?

A friend doesn't scorn your mime-burning ways
In fact she'll be with you to the end of your days

A friend always stands right by your side
Usually handing you the matches and formaldahide

She/he takes your quizzes(well, to a certain extent)
Only to find themselves evil influentially or by accident

A friend will always be willing to help torture elves
A friend, I repeat, is one with whom you can be yourself!

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