Treasure Island

quawme hiersome


you need to know who your real friends are


Friends are people that you look up to
Not people you look at once and say booo
Sometimes we even make friends that are new
Or maybe some friends who live in a shoe

Everyone of them is special in there own way
You have friends for life you dont have to pay
Friends and family are here to stay

Well this is the end of my poem
Everyone get on to your computer to your friends and show em

Submitted: Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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