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Mr. Flubber
You thought it was funny,
To rhyme my name of Glover,
Of which I had heritage with,
With a term to remind me,
The swing set is unused
Tea sets untouched
my childhood left
I'm bemused
it took a while
to realize it was gone
I was too busy
growing up
there is no going back
It's summer time andI've been staring at the moon all night,Knowing that things aren't right.Cause I've been sleeping all alone in this bed,But I'd rather be with you instead.
Can you feel for me? It was my daughter and her childThat were torn away from my heart by a man whose passions went wild.Does he care that I will never see them anymore?He just ignored their cries when they hit the floor.
school,welcome,Back to school.
A circle of friends.
we've joinedtogether as classmates as the new year begins
In this day and age, it is easy to virtually achieve perfection.
That is what you desire, isn’t it?
As long as you conceal yourself behind your mobile device,
Everyone will see only what you are supposed to be-
