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| i walk i talk ...rock and then wear a sock.. im wierd.. and i cant grow a beard...im a girl but a tom boy.. same time..and i dont even own a dime.. im sad but glad my brothers coming home...free to rome...adult but at home ..i steal my fathers comb.. eyelashes not long thas to bad....all rad.. school is a drag.. my sister nags..my ma is all like do the dishes... nope.. free spirit..movies improve.. thats all fun... friends are the best ther great... dont leave me alone ..what would i do without cruzing and jones.... thats it the poems done.. free verse ...like a flock a seagulls ..im gone |