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Feb 2014
Sun is up
Time to play

If I could
I'd play all day

Sprintin' for my life,
Having no strife

Getting hurt
Getting *****
Never alert

Mother calls
Time to eat

Whine and cry
Mother can't be beat

It's all gone
Be a good boy now

Childhood over
Boo hoo
Time's not
So live like you're young
Jake Jackson
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Jake Jackson
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     --- and Timmy Durden
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