19A Poem by i.am.the.sun.
I can smoke
I can buy smokes I can drink I can buy drinks i can put things on credit i can complain about my rating I can vote I can complain about voting I can drink, smoke, get credit, and vote. I can sign my own contracts. Have my own credit cards, And own my own place. I can go to strip clubs, Get thrown in jail, And gamble for money. Still, the only thing i want to do is hold your hand. Something I’ve never ever had to wait To be old enough to do. © 2011 i.am.the.sun. |
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Added on March 12, 2011 Last Updated on March 12, 2011 Author
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