Episode Twelve: "Ox"

well well, here we are,
still in the West,
we're drinkin at the bar,
we always considered you a best
friend from school,
you're one of the cool
guys, main man, best pal
big man with morale.

remember, Mister?
you sat at our table,
alone, we were, you asked for our name, and after,
it was you, you named us 
"Cisco."

you gave us the nickname that stuck,
that's right triple J,
you got our back,
we never asked why.

and years later we still talk,
maybe not as much as before,
or even at all!
but a yearly birthday text is all it takes to recall,
the high school years, the days of laughter,
when you always looked after
us, your friend
i raise my beer to you,
til the end.

for i know we haven't exactly been as great as we should,
too long, we've forgotten, or simply misplaced,
the intentions were good,
our friendship to remain,
do not want it to go to waste,
yet Cisco feels defaced.

time, what's that?
a fickle bitch, you say?
oh Mister, do not cut corners,
you will follow my orders.

i am the Keeper of Keys,
and the Library King,
dont forget to pay the fees,
or i will begin to sing.

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