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my story about frienship…

March 21, 2009

Once there were two friends
Who grew up together
They did bratty things all day
And got beaten by their mother!
They climbed trees
Chased bees and
Gave the birds a fright
When the gardener came to beat them,
They ran with all their might!
Every person they knew
Grew tired of their naughtiness
But it still goes on
And fills the world with silliness!

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