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when I feel I need a friend
I just think back to the past
when I was with Wrhonni
and we always had a blast
boring long days together we could often
turn into fun
we were not just two best friends but
two friends united as one
there was laughter and cheer all through the air
at least that's the way it was when we were there
people just loved us and we of course loved them
but to us they were only the outsiders just looking in
closeness and grand secrets many we did share
and for each other we were always right there
now I must try hard just to have a good time
for Wrhonni is no longer around
and I think that is a crime
work, chaos and recent empty memories
are all I have so far to file
misery and unbelievable pain could fill a lengthy
mile
writing notes, skipping school
going to the mall and all those pranks we each
did pull
trying so so hard to be cute and cool
as of ourselves we made one gigantic fool
oh what (not so) innocent fun I did have just
being around her
that I certainly did
fer-sure fer-sure!
walking down the street calling each other
crazy names
all that good humor and boisterous boy-watching
games
her nickname I gave her
Wrhonni it was then
for now I don't know
changed it might have been............
(written Oct 31,1984)