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Jan 2015
Oversized cars drive down the streets,
Oversized humans sit within them barely stressing their feet.
Park benches lay empty each afternoon,
Kids are sheltered in their boring cocoons.
The description of fun now-a-day is a mystery,
What are kids doing when they ditch their class of history?
Do they go out to their cars to light up a bowl?
getting high today seems like an every day goal.
But do they realize the toll that their delivery to their body?
Filling their lungs withΒ Β coal and acting a little sloppy.
Or does having does fun on weekend include getting drunk?
Drink this handle of Captain Morgan "its time to get krunk"
what happened to those days where you would go out and play?
Getting lost in the maze when you were in the fifth grade.
Then going back to your friends house to jump on the trampoline.
When you would dress up like a queen and make a fine dinner cuisine.
When your pants would be stained green from sliding on the grass.
And you'd have a wet spot from the damp field on your ***.
That use to be the definition of fun.
Now I hear of kids going to school with a gun....
Something needs to change,
because kids these days are morally insane.
Written by
Mick  19/Gender Fluid/Los Ageles
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