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No Dross
I found a ring for a quarter at a garage sale.
Facets holding crushed turquoise set within a silver band.
One wave of red, one wave of blue.
Surprisingly, when I looked it up it's worth fifty bucks.
I could flip it, sell it.
However, I like it, so I'm gonna wear it instead.
And when all the girls are showing off their diamonds, I'm gonna flaunt my quarter of a dollar silver.
Top that Miss Priss!
Facets holding crushed turquoise set within a silver band.
One wave of red, one wave of blue.
Surprisingly, when I looked it up it's worth fifty bucks.
I could flip it, sell it.
However, I like it, so I'm gonna wear it instead.
And when all the girls are showing off their diamonds, I'm gonna flaunt my quarter of a dollar silver.
Top that Miss Priss!
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