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BOYS...

   Poor poor little pitiful boys  
   you must be uninformed  
   you were just my new toy  
 
   You must not get my name  
   I'm to old to play your game  
   insults and drama are lame  
 
   I only need you to play  
   but little boy you aim to slay  
   behind your drama your made of clay  
 
   my maturity wishes you well  
   so it's best you not dwell  
   having a new toy sure was swelll  
 
                         { To all cougars, including myselves, enjoy your shiny new toys. Best not to forget, they are merely boys}  
    
    
  
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