My Best Friends Come First Poem by Pheko Motaung
My Best Friends Come First
Rating: ★5.0
My best friends come first
After a while they sell my car
And feed my child drugs
I love my friends even when they
Burn my house and steal my wife
Thursday, April 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: friends
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4/26/2024 2:21:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a strange poem.. strange thinking. you are trying to express something which is not clear in my mind....... would u explain it more in your poets note........ thank you. i shall be gratefullllll. thank you. tony