The Lion and the Ram

Such a friendship these two did have,
The lion and the ram,
Who ran across a field at the pace of friendship,
And walked at the speed of a motor boat.
They read together,
Grew wise together,
And grew up together, too.
They wrote the world around again and again,
A thousand times or more.
And laughed and danced and sang and cried together for evermore.
One was bright and kind,
The other dark and gloomy.
But when they were together, they seemed to grow on each other
And each was just the perfect balance for the other.
The lion and the ram,
An unlikely friendship at most,
Just proved that things you don’t expect are sometimes the best things.
And the best things are friend things,
And friend things are the things that make the other things not so bad.
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It's the cat

VT

18 years old

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