Respect - Poem by Randy Johnson
When we first met, I was only six.
Some people call you a hillbilly from the sticks.
But they should be careful about the words they select.
You're a human being and deserve respect.
Some people act very bizarre.
They think you've never seen a television or a car.
But please don't take this to heart.
You are very smart.
I'll always be there for you, that you can depend.
I'm proud to call you a friend.
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