I wanted to …
avoid doing anything stupid,
be a good boy.
The only trouble was,
I simply wasn’t
made that way.
There were few stupidities
I haven’t committed
in my life.
I’d always had my secrets,
I’d never wanted to
be a good boy.
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Author:
Trenz Pruca (
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