Friday, May 8, 2009


I met you one night at a bar,
You knew the bartender,
I knew her too.

She said your name,
I committed it to memory.

We saw each other again,
We sat and talked for a while.

We were just friendly bar flys,
talking about nothing.

Then I needed a friend,
and you just happened to be there.

And I'm glad you were.
Thank you for listening.

Please don't ever stop listening.

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