Thank God For Plumbers


Posted on 20th Jul 2020 03:10 pm by rohit kumar

Two old friends met on the street,

Hadn't talked in many a year;

"How's your family,?" asked this dear old friend,

"I'd really like to hear."

 

"George has a Master's in literature,"

The other said, with pride,

"And Mary's a grad in modern art,

Her career she has yet to decide."

 

"And How's Willy," the first friend kindly asked,

While the other displayed defeat;

"Oh, Willy's a plumber," she sighed, hanging her head,

"But wit

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Friendzz..

Opposites

I say yes and you say no

I say bye and you say hello

Butterfly'

My Dear Love

I see you in my thoughts and dreams.

When I awake, how real it seems.

You aren't

Losing The Best Part Of Me

I'm no longer whole

And sadly neither is he

We've been locked out by pain

This Is Giving Up

So I guess I could lie and say I tried,

But the truth I can't deny,

I loved you,

If Four Is A Party So This Is A Parade

I have one too many personalities,

I don't know which one is me,

So if I'm nice a

My Sweestest Love

No one truly knows or understands;

You have my heart in your hands.

My love is wh

No Other Friend

No other friend is quite like you.

No other friend could do exactly what you do.

How and When

We are often greatly bothered

By two fussy little men,

Who sometimes block our pa

When You Love Someone, It's Forever

When you love someone, you will do anything for them.

If the sound of your voice keeps th

Another Chance To Say Sorry

Sorry

It is a word

It has no substance

I cannot hold it

Nor can I

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