Poem by Florence (Stevie) Margaret Smith

The Pleasures of Friendship

The pleasures of friendship are exquisite,
How pleasant to go to a friend on a visit!
I go to my friend, we walk on the grass,
And the hours and moments like minutes pass.

1. Deeply Morbid
2. Alone in the Woods
3. To the Tune of the Coventry Carol
4. Not Waving but Drowning
5. Our Bog Is Dood

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