Best friendA Poem by GreedWith everything's messy and cruel you came, Having no single sense of shame, For you are doing things, To save what is sane. Arguing on things you think what's right, Without even thinking what is might, Such nonsense, endless tantrums, You are going to be a nice vacuum. But having you really is helpful, Giving such advice is quiet delightful, Saving deadline projects really is painful, But because of that I am so thoughtful. You - being an owl that has a bipolar disorder, and Me - being the cat that is too afraid to wonder, A pair that is not so common, Being best of friends is what we are known for.
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