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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418073" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Best Friend Danny</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I met him in nineteen fifty-six<br>he was my best friend<br>him and I, was always in a fix<br>of our fights, we always did mend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was the time<br>we painted the fence<br>wanted to do the job, real fine<br>used a whole gallon of paint<br>it didn't make sense<br>my brother dave asked, <br>'What happened to all the paint'? <br>when we told him, 'We used it all, '<br>he laughed, I thought, he was going to faint, <br> thru the years, with that story, <br>we have really had a ball</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then there was the time<br>we tried to chop down the tree<br>my brother got mad, but the three was mine<br>oh, we were so care-free</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never forget the racoon, <br>that followed us home, <br>he seemed to like our radio<br>that was playing a tune<br>the racoon, seemed so a lone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never forgot the indian head<br>pennies, he sold me, <br>he stole them, of crime he led, <br>he had taken them from his dad<br>I should have known, he sold them so cheap<br>to get them back, his father was glad</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He always did something<br>to me that was real mean<br>to make up, a present he would bring<br>of our friendship, he would lean</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He taught me how to smoke<br>this you say, you call a friend.<br>when I could have had a stroke, <br>but he always had money to lend</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I didn't have any friends at all, <br>Danny was always, by my side<br>and it sure made me feel tall<br>if any one picked on me, he would<br>beat their hide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every one called him and I a clown, <br>each one laughed so hard<br>that it, really brought them down, <br>at poker, he could really hide a card</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every morning before school<br>we played poker, he cheated a lot<br>and with him, I wanted to fight a duel<br>but he told me 'I cheat not.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of the down town loop, we did ride<br>in nine-teen fifty-nine<br>our car through the streets, would glide<br>trying to find girls<br>that would be his or mine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In nine-teen sixty, my dog shep died, <br>it was very depressing and sad<br>him and I, all day we cried<br>it made me unhappy and a little mad</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In nine-teen sixty-two<br>he joined the army<br>I tried to join, but didn't make it<br>those days were very stormy<br>after what he went through, <br>I didn't mind a bit</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In nine-teen sixty-seven<br>the army let him go, <br>at home at last, I thought I was<br>in heaven<br>but I soon found out, it wasn't so</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The army had changed him, in many ways<br>Danny was not the same anymore<br>as I looked back, at those good old days<br>when I always heard him, knock on the door</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All he wanted to do now, is go drink<br>he could'nt sit still very long<br>and he was really starting to sink<br>he had seen action, against the Viet Cong</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Next to him one night<br>a man's throat was slashed, a man who was kind<br>it wasn't good, or right<br>and what it must have done, to Danny's mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Over the years, I saw him, until eighty-one<br>hav'nt seen him since<br>remember well, good times and all the fun<br>Danny where ever you are, <br>you are still my best friend<br>does that make sense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jim+Foulk">Jim Foulk</a><div class=q>
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he was my best friend
him and I, was always in a fix
of our fights, we always did mend.

There was the time
we painted the fence
wanted to do the job, real fine
used a whole gallon of paint
it didn't make sense
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