I am a man now
                        but I still want to be a blue boy of Five

                        I have grown a beard and a moustache,
                        but I still want to fight for that little piece of cake.

                        I am able to solve parametric equations,
                        but I still want to count with my fingers.

                        I know how to talk, carry myself and be courteous,
                        but I still want to my mischief.

                        I have many bosom buddies,
                        but I still do not want to share my lunch.

                        I have many shoulders for a sad day,
                        but I still want to cry out loud.

                        I have become a graduate now,
                        but I still want to be given dictation.

                        I can speed away with a car,
                        but I still want to play crash-boom-bang with it.

                        I can make my own bed ,
                        but I still want to wet it.

                        I am respected and do give respect,
                        but I still want to call others by funny names.

                        I work very hard for a living,
                        but I still want to play in the dirt.

                        I am a grown up now,
                        but I still need my childhood. . . . . . .desperately.
 

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