ME MATE KEITH
We met on line
Thurty years ago
Instantly our Friendship
Instant
Over time our Feindship
Grew solid, there, while here
True each day, has never falted
Never will!
The love of Freinship, ours
Given without condotans!
Keith a ten pund pom
Some askd ' why? '
Our reply, ' Why 'cos we are best mates! '
Kenny D. Williams
The Dyslexc Wordsmith Ov Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2025-10-29 at 08:30
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