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I was a sweet kid, kind and calm We lived down by the power plants I did not have so many friends Daddy ran some business on Mars I had my own rocket in the garage When I was lonely I counted the stars *I got along Only sometimes It felt a little wrong* Her sweetest smile would never fade She was never late She cooked so well but she never ate She looked kind and nice Yet there was no love in her eyes Her iron heart was cold as ice *I got along Only sometimes It felt a little wrong* Ten years later then I met this girl on Tralfamadore 10 Golden hair and silver skin I asked her out for dinner, she agreed We took the Klingon place on 11th street She drank a lot but she did not eat *We got along Only somehow It felt a little wrong*
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
Robo Mom
I was a sweet kid, kind and calm We lived down by the power plants I did not have so many friends Daddy ran some business on Mars I had my own rocket in the garage When I was lonely I counted the stars *I got along Only sometimes It felt a little wrong* Her sweetest smile would never fade She was never late She cooked so well but she never ate She looked kind and nice Yet there was no love in her eyes Her iron heart was cold as ice *I got along Only sometimes It felt a little wrong* Ten years later then I met this girl on Tralfamadore 10 Golden hair and silver skin I asked her out for dinner, she agreed We took the Klingon place on 11th street She drank a lot but she did not eat *We got along Only somehow It felt a little wrong*
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
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