A Running Start -A Rhyme I Penned for a Truest FriendMy favorite friend is tall and strong;He takes me where I don't belong.We share our secrets and our joys,With him, I need no other boys.You caught my heart.You caught my hand.With a running start,On you I'll land.My favorite friend has earned my trust,We leave all others in the dust.He doesn't scratch or pick his nose;He never worries 'bout his
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