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Celebration Tall, handsome, eyes light, hair curly, He didn’t have a job and still lived at home, But his frumpy mom clearly adored him And he walked around our town as if His mere existence was cause for celebration. Years later, after his untimely demise I realized—he was right.
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Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 5:53 PM UTC
Celebration
Celebration Tall, handsome, eyes light, hair curly, He didn’t have a job and still lived at home, But his frumpy mom clearly adored him And he walked around our town as if His mere existence was cause for celebration. Years later, after his untimely demise I realized—he was right.
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Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 5:53 PM UTC
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