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Friendship's Unworthy Critic
Oh, how quaint, your narrow view,
Assuming my friendships must be askew.
With guys I laugh, I talk, I thrive,
But to you, it seems, that can't survive.
"You're pitiable," you deigned to say,
As if my joy's in some disarray.
Thank goodness, you...
Assuming my friendships must be askew.
With guys I laugh, I talk, I thrive,
But to you, it seems, that can't survive.
"You're pitiable," you deigned to say,
As if my joy's in some disarray.
Thank goodness, you...
