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sonny

Son, you are small every day

You grow bigger

You Dont know IT

because you grow a tiny BIT

At-A-Day,

your arms get longer muscles stronger

Son One Day

you will be a happy frog leap over

tears night fears

Childhood games to war fames

Erotica plastered Exotica mastered

Her time has come

hairy, smelly and grown let it be known

Pussy

Hipitty Hoppity on the lilly

Pads

Life Moans Steep climb Hard left

fall break your neck on Life's mountain

Leap High Save your neck children's game's safety net

Fresh green and young no longer immortal

I prepared you little tho I tried now the winds have you

The rain beats on you the hair in your food is no longer mommies

but you can remember her love that way

When life doesn't go your way
Written by clewluss (SMOOKY)
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