Betsy My Friend

Betsy was my true friend,

Who loved me for what I am.

She loved me ‘til her journey’s end.

I talked to her, when life went wham.

She always understood me.

She never hurt or judged.

She always helped me to feel free,

To let things go, not bear a grudge.

I’m happy now from pain she’s free.

She walks in peace and joy.

I will think of her, as she’ll think of me.

The bond springs Eternal between a rat and her boy.

Betsy 2

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