when your legs dont work like they used to
who will be able to help you go
when you got nobody
left , all i know i am quite fond of your company
bow i fell out my wheelchair and into you care
met a guy so warm and with such a charm
i go knocked out my feet , there in retirement
how jump up like an human catapult
in your chest and for a few months i build a nest
how you voice became my birdsong
and it wore hard not to sing along
basically looked like an magpie
that almost die but then i saw this guy
that wore like hella fly would apply
some help the recovery and that is what i call a friend
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