boys
Mom, You told me... "They'll make you fold!" I thought it was just another scolding, I'll say it till my face turns blue... "You were so true! They fool me and make me their tool!" Boys, They always liked their toys, They used to play with Batman, slinkies, and Gameboys. Now they play around with the "Fatman" of the school. Their slink's turns into their kinks, Gameboys to monthly Playboys. I thought the only change would be their swim trunks that would change into their trucks. I was wrong! The boy you called a pansy at age 7, He's now handsy. Girls, It's not just the boys, Those little curls turn to the sound as your phone hurls into the wall. You know how hard you're about to fall. You'll go in your little top and skirt, You burn his heart to ash and turn to the next one. Isn't it all fun... Just until you get the call. That boy's toy was a gun...
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