Ba Ba black sheep, have you any friends?
Yes sir, yes sir, they're for real, not pretends.
One to cheer me up, the other to calm me down,
The third to make me laugh, by acting like a clown.
Ba Ba black sheep, how deep are your friends?
Yes sir, yes sir, their friendship never ends.
One goes the extra mile, the other calls in morning at 3,
The third can lay his life for me, and I'll do the same, you see.
Ba Ba black sheep, have you many friends?
Yes sir, yes sir, they come in hordes and tens.
One from the workplace, the other from where I live,
The third from the college days, that I reminisce and relive.
Ba Ba black sheep, have you a special friend?
Yes sir, yes sir, that why this sonnet I penned!
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