tagNon-Erotic PoetryNo Friend of Mine

No Friend of Mine


First time I met you,
I knew you’re no friend of mine,
Don’t know how I knew,
You would stick it up my behind.
It’s strange how I knew,
The kind of friend you would be,
Even though you smiled,
I saw insincerity.
Nevermore is when,
I hope to see you again.
Don’t ever call me,
‘cause I only talk to friends.

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