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My Old Friend
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Russ Towne |
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You picked me the moment we met
And you knew right from the start
We were supposed to be together
You ran straight to my arms and into my heart.
I couldnât ask for a more loyal companion
Youâd risk your life to save mine.
When I was sick in bed for a week
You stayed right by my side the whole time.
You once ruined our brand new carpet
When you ate my whole birthday cake.
My wife forgave us because youâre cute
Though getting sick is no excuse for the mess you made!
But Iâm far from perfect too
I can be cranky for days
When I growl ân bark and snap at you
You still always love me anyways.
Your face is growing whiter
And your pace is off a step
Letâs make the most of
Whatever time we have left.
My Old Friend,
Life with you is better, My Old Friend
Itâs always an adventure I wish would never end,
And Iâm glad we have each other, My Old Friend!
So glad we have each other, My Old Friend.
--Russ Towne
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--Submitted by russtowne on 2013-06-06.
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