Twenty One
At this tender age I can see a picture perfect future
That shines like diamonds I only see in picture
I can visualize that path to stardom
But I fear I might leave my own home
A thousand mile is really far away
But I’ll pursue my dream anyway
Nothing and nobody could stop me
Cause I am now what I want to be.
A thousand bucks is a lot of cash
Don’t you think I deserve a sash?
I think I gotta give up crochet
For it’s time to make my very own cachet.
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