I was just walking my dog.. possibley scouting for new magnet raid places when I noticed a boy across the street staring at me.. he looked just like me when I was his age.. maybe kindergarden, 2nd grade? Then we started talking
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no he didn't. the poem about old age sticks or whatever. that kids are carefree and do whatever and make fun of old people but then the irony is that they turn into those old people that they made fun of.
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hahaha thats adorable. little kids =)
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