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My friend Jim
My friend Jim is nine feet tall
I’m six feet five but still look small
next to him in the street
avoid this problem we seldom meet
he’s gone from Hull to live in Devon
creating his own southern heaven
I like Jim and he likes me
but now we never meet for tea
but to ensure we’re never alone
we’ve each bought a mobile phone
though we’ve both got a sense of humour
we don’t talk for long to avoid brain tumours
I’ve pinned his photo above my bed
its from his knees to his head
because our Jim is nine feet tall tall
we haven’t a photo that shows him all
I’m six feet five but still look small
next to him in the street
avoid this problem we seldom meet
he’s gone from Hull to live in Devon
creating his own southern heaven
I like Jim and he likes me
but now we never meet for tea
but to ensure we’re never alone
we’ve each bought a mobile phone
though we’ve both got a sense of humour
we don’t talk for long to avoid brain tumours
I’ve pinned his photo above my bed
its from his knees to his head
because our Jim is nine feet tall tall
we haven’t a photo that shows him all
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My friend Jim
My friend Jim