Jenny was friends with the dreamy hippie and the insane ninja and the sprightly dwarf.
And Jenny was friend of mine.
Jenny would dig through mounds of garbage to find her clothes.
Jenny’s head would fall off and float through the sky.
Jenny could evoke things like the dreaded pootshoot with her lead-based wand.
And Jenny was a friend of mine.
Jenny once set a band of murderers on fire for me.
Jenny stood by me when the evil vacuum witch would fly by.
Jenny gazed into the enchanted forest in the dreamy hippie’s armpits with me
Jenny would call upon the Easter Bunny, hopping down the bunny trail as he dragged his ropes of maimed and bloodied children with him,
For me.
Now Jenny is questing for her McDiploma with a side of fries.
Without me.
Jenny was a friend of mine.
And I miss her every day.
Elijah Frost Community Member 
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