Me And My Imaginary Friend
Author: Ben Franklin
Me and my imaginary friend were best of
we would walk around the playground
and Id never lose him in the crowds.
His name was Sammy,
he found comfort in me because his sister died,
her name was Tammy.
We would go down to the lake and skim
and he always made sure I got safely home.
Everytime my Mum made dinner
I'd save a bit for Sammy,
because compared to myself he was alot thinner.
Sammy and I got on like a house on fire,
but he suddenly deserted me
when I had my first crush on a girl called
He never told me why he left
in that month of May,
Sammy, I miss your company everyday.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Ben F (220.127.116.11) -- Sunday, January 9 2005, 10:31 am|
did anyone have one?I think I had one for about two weeks!
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