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Artiste:
My First Earthquake
Titre:
Sack Lunch
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The pre-pube found himself at home His parents left him all alone The pizza boxes of his heart Empty before they start He said to me, "How can I know That he's the child of a ho?" I said "It's written all over your face" He came to classes I visit Asked "What is love? Do I miss it?" I said "Wherever you find it It probably already is" I slipped, he slumped I bummed a bump We woke up cold And I said. "I'm stumped" He said, "Don't think" I said, "Fine, I'll see you tomorrow" Class resumed September 8th I eyed him up when he came in late He passed me a note that read "I'd love to meet you in your own bed" I thought I'm way too old for this He's not 18, don't he get the gist? I said our ages, they don't fit He said, "I am mature for my age" I said, "You don't know you cannot gage You only know other kids your age" I slipped, he slumped I bummed a bump We woke up cold And I said. "I'm stumped" He said, "Don't think" I said, "Fine, I'll see you tomorrow" He's in my daughter's cooking class Wearing an apron, slung low on his ass I thought, "Wouldn't it be fine For us to leave and change our minds?" He said, "I don't know That don't sound great" But me and pre-pube, We found ourselves loving And coveting the same Lord Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, news made it All the way back home Hubby said, "I left the kids alone" I said, "How could I love a 12 year-old boy?" I slipped, he slumped I bummed a bump We woke up cold And I said. "I'm stumped" He said, "Don't think" I said, "Fine, I'll see you tomorrow" I'll see you tomorrow You little chalkboard of a boy Chalkboard as a toy Break my heart, you boy Leave it on the sidewalk You fucking boys are all the same Oh, all the same