My Best Friend

B is my best friend. We argue sometimes when we don't see eye to eye. I cry. He gets grumpy. We harrumph.

Then one of us will get the giggles and it's all okay again.

He helps me out when I'm struggling.

I help him out when he's struggling.

He's sometimes mean to me, saying what I need to hear rather than what I want to hear.

But annoyingly, he's usually right.

He's the sort of best friend every girl should have.

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Just sit back and let it roll on by