i have a friend,
his name was him,
but i called him , papaya,
and he called her banana,
he held his head high,
smiling like a baby,
then there was she,
a friend of him,
she never cared much,
but she talk all day long,
they fooled around
and played games,
they helped each other,
then one day,
him loved she,
and she loved him,
both players,
of the same game,
now they wait and see,
last heart to break,
wins.
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