There is no friend like an old friend
Who has shared our morning dayz
No greetings like her welcome
No homage like her praise
Fame is a scentless flower
With a gaudy crown of gold
But frienship is a breathing rose
With fragrance in every fold
Who has shared our morning dayz
No greetings like her welcome
No homage like her praise
Fame is a scentless flower
With a gaudy crown of gold
But frienship is a breathing rose
With fragrance in every fold






