Numbers can be daunting
I'm 28 and still counting,
With fewer teeth leftAnd less hair on your head.
The misunderstood isn't guilty,
And the homeless isn't filthy.
I hope the day I turn fifty,
I won't be more thrifty...
I'm 28 and still counting,
With fewer teeth leftAnd less hair on your head.
The misunderstood isn't guilty,
And the homeless isn't filthy.
I hope the day I turn fifty,
I won't be more thrifty...
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