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The 9 Stars.

1,2,3...3 stars are up In my dark blueish sky. 4,5,6...6 stars are shining- Shining bright In my dark blueish sky. 7,8,9...9 stars are wandering- Wandering with pride In my dark blueish sky. The 9 stars were up there, Being nothing but superb Being everything but resinful Being only true to who they are. Unlike you my friend, They are bright stars. A star might be A burning ball summoned from hell. Still the burning ball Stole your girl's curious eyes. A ball of hell Showed more affection To a girl you claim to love. You might be shy, But unlike you my friend My 9 stars are flickering- Flickering with charm. You love your girl, Your girl loves you, But still the night after every day Is her date with my stars. The date that you- That you can't deny. So tell me my friend, Where does your pride lie? Will you ever wake up From your ever lasting petrify? Will you ever stand up to the stars? Will you ever roar "This girl is only mine"?
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