For Emman last year !

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This is a poem about a guy
Who never made me cry
Maybe because he’s just a friend
And safe enough to follow the trend.

When I think of him, I smile
When I dream of him, I smile.
This guy rarely smiles
But sure enough to walk me for miles.

I like this kind of guy.
And what I’m saying’s not a lie
I hope to meet him next time
And read this poem with rhyme.

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