Norman Swisher, Jr.

My Bestest Friend Rich - Poem by Norman Swisher, Jr.

I have a friend his name is Rich
But sadly enough he is not rich
The first day I met him
I was in Middle School.
I was such a fool.
Then one day I finally met Rich.
All I did was made faces at him
Then he finally was fed up so
He made faces back at me
And ever since that day when
I was in middle school to high school
I could never stop talking

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  • Gold Star - 50,390 Points Kelly Kurt (5/1/2015 1:30:00 PM)

    We all meet in different ways, never knowing if it will turn out to be a friend. Thanks for sharing, Norman (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 2, 2014

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