How do you know her?
What has she done?
Do you infer,
There is something you have won?
Why do you speak that way?
What did she say?
Trying to be seen,
Do you think it is fun?
What is that look?
Like she is a book?
She’s just eighteen,
And you will have none
Just because you’re older
Maybe even bolder
Does not mean
You can call her your Eileen
Change with the times
Do not lag behind
Know that nothing is easy
Otherwise, you make people uneasy
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