Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Erm... Eighth grade crap XI.

This one... I don't really know. It's not as bad as some, but worse than others.

The Ageless Wonder

You haven't changed a bit, my boy
This really doesn't fit, my boy
You just remain the same, my boy
Why do you think this is?

Please try not to fret, my boy
How about I make you a bet, my boy
If you haven't changed by next year, my boy
I'll probably have to sell ya.

The ageless wonder is coming to town
Let's all run and gather around
Laugh at his freckles and puppy-dog eyes
His youth, the old ones have come to despise

You're sitting in a cage, my boy
You haven't any wage, my boy
Now let me ask you this, my boy
Is this how you wanna live?

Now run away and be free, my boy
Come back and see me soon, my boy
I'll always remain here, my boy
So you can find your way home.

The ageless wonder is coming to town
Let's all run and gather around
Laugh at his freckles and puppy-dog eyes
His youth, the old ones have come to despise

You are supposed to be forty, my boy
You appear to be four now, my boy
When will you start growing, my boy
How can you be my son?

I've missed you so much, my boy
My love for you is as such, my boy
I'd run across the world for you, my boy
And I'd come back as fast as I can.

The ageless wonder is coming to town
Let's all run and gather around
Laugh at his freckles and puppy-dog eyes
His youth, the old ones have come to despise

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