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measuring stick
i prodded his brain with my ruler
he must have loved it
his laughter was so giddy
i slapped his hands with my ruler
he must not have noticed
he didn't even look up
i barred his eyes with my ruler
he thought he'd done something wrong
but i just wanted to surprise him
i conducted his singing with my ruler
he must have practiced a lot
i was just waving it absent-mindedly
i measured his legs with my ruler
he must have known
i just wanted to see if he'd run in long strides
i twirled him on the dance floor
he actually asked for what he wanted
instead of waiting for my ruler
i burned my ruler before his eyes
he must have loved me
for he endured that horrid ruler
until the very moment it was gone.
he must have loved it
his laughter was so giddy
i slapped his hands with my ruler
he must not have noticed
he didn't even look up
i barred his eyes with my ruler
he thought he'd done something wrong
but i just wanted to surprise him
i conducted his singing with my ruler
he must have practiced a lot
i was just waving it absent-mindedly
i measured his legs with my ruler
he must have known
i just wanted to see if he'd run in long strides
i twirled him on the dance floor
he actually asked for what he wanted
instead of waiting for my ruler
i burned my ruler before his eyes
he must have loved me
for he endured that horrid ruler
until the very moment it was gone.
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