This poem is dedicated to them
The ones who I thought were just as bad
As those other cousins
I thought I had
The others whispered to me
Bad things about them they told
Met them once I had
Gave them a face so cold
Then we met few years later.
Found out they are not like what they said
All those years them I ignored
Spoon full of lies me they had fed
Bond we did over time
One I call the walking-IMDB
the other older than him
my brother Bandy.
Knows all the movies ever made
The other knows all the songs ever sung
So much in common we all have
The bond has begun
Both now far away,
Miss them I do.
Wish I could have fun with them again,
You idiots where are you?!?
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