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The Ballad of Fried Friends - May 4, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • May 4, 2024
  • 1 min read

I’ll fry with you now

I’ll fry with you then

we’ll fry together

for as long as we can

 

for if life’s a hot skillet

we should fry as friends

no reason to fry alone

all the way to the end 

 

we’ll fry each other

sometimes and again

burn the other’s nerves

like good old friends

 

but until we’re done

all the way to the end

let’s fry together

fried friends to the end

 
 
 

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