Friends are like slinkies,
They always bounce back...
Going from one person to the next...
This way and that...
Friends are like slinkies,
You can bend them, mold them, turn them into something their not...
But in the end all friends are like slinkies,
So they will always bounce back...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My firends always loved me dearly when I had Slinkies....until the money ran out! thanks for reminding of those days in the 1960's......