Three Eyes

I have a good friend,
His name is Three Eyes,
I can always trust him,
Because he never lies.

People get scared,
When he is around,
Then he cries,
And falls to the ground.

He wants to have friends,
On this planet earth,
But the earthlings
Treat him like dirt.

If you have time to spend,
With my friend,
Then let him know,
And this is the end.

by Rebecca Underwood

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Aww, i'll be friends with three eyes. lol! You are a talented writer and don't let anyone make yu think otherwise All the best Love Becky