My Best Friend

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My Best Friend

She is noisy as a rooster;
Keeps popping like toasts from a new toaster
She's so excited all the time like rockets shooting into the sky
If I say I don't miss her on Sundays, it's the biggest lie
Monday through Saturday we are as puffed as a happy hot cross bun
Believe me, my best friend, Kuttu is so much fun!!










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