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I have this friend named Davy D.

we met again when he was going with

Rhonda B.

I talked to him a lot

even though he thought

that I had the IQ of a wounded polka dot

I don't know how he ever put up with me

I'd always call him every time I had a little

catastrophe

I always seemed to blotch things up

while he'd always understand and

fix them right up

for someone who seemed so unfeeling and

mean

his true self was hidden and rarely seen

I thought he'd never  make a mistake but he finally

did

one day while he was up at my house you see he

flipped his lid

well what more can I say other than he's a terrific

guy

all of you are my friends and you know I would never

lie

if he ever reads this he won't like it because you see

I used to insult him a lot and all the apologies in this

world won't change these certain feelings he has

I'm not one to get down and beg but to him from me

I must ask Please forgive me Davy D?

note, if I had more friends like Davy D.

this world would be just plain terrific for me

I'll never forget you Chief Square fingers no matter

how grown up you've let yourself become.......

( written in the 7th grade 1980/1981)