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Good Ole Duct Tape

When I was 5, I wished I had duct tape to cover up my little scars,

When I was 7, I used my mom’s duct tape to send a big package to mars,

When I was 10, I bought my first duct tape with all the coins I had,

When I was 13, I collected more duct tape; to me it wasn’t just a fad,

When I was 15, I moved to Cali and my duct tape knew how sad I felt,

When I was 16, I had a dance show and used duct tape as my belt,

When I was 17, I met a boy who stuck with me like duct tape,

When I was 18, I adored this boy even more than my first roll of duct tape,

When I was 19, I used my skills and duct tape to make this boy a wallet,

Now I’m 20, this boy has left me like grease in an iron skillet.

We were sad, even my duct tape, but everyone knows we both did our part…

But this boy knows I’ll be fine for I got my good ole duct tape to fix my broken heart….

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