Social Pressures
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They always tell me
To be
Young and crazy
before I can be
Old and wise.
But if craziness
Consists of handling things
Sloppily when I know
A better way,
I'm out.
Ah, yes look how she shines
Look how she treads lightly
Observe her soft appealing lines
But ignore her pained lips, sealed tightly.
Oh but morn her they say!
