My friend and I never fight
We loved to hang out all night
I bring my doll she brings her giraffe
We sit and play and love to laugh
We sing and dance
We pretend we are in France
I just love my friend
I will love her to the end.
One day she came by
With her friend to say hi
I had my doll and they had ball
They sat and played, it wasn’t fun
They sang and danced, I was done
They pretend they were in Rome
So, I sent they home
What kind of friend is she?
How dare she make us in to three
I don’t need her
Matter of fact, she’s just a big blur
I will sit here all alone
She calls me on the phone
A friend loves at all times…. Proverb 17:17
Written By Bridget Sherman
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