Sometimes I sit and ponder,
On a night when out of the blue,
You reach out to me in wonder
Asking what I’m about to do.
I ponder why so suddenly,
When for weeks I haven’t heard
from you, yet now you are so chatty
chirping away like a little bird.
Sometimes I wonder if,
We are friends only when
You are in need, frightened stiff
Only those times you seek me again.
So tell me, Oh friend of fair weather,
What can I do for you tonight?
I know we wont be sitting together,
So tell me, am I right?
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