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mtmh - boy least likely to
little godsend - i know
butterflies
- and pencil
up - but we have to grow up
as sad as i am i do understand
as sweet as a plum and lovely as
dawn - rolling its tongue over
sharpeners - and i think it
i do understand - it just makes
its gums - my tiger and me
as happy as could be - sat out
me sad - my tiger my heart
someday we'll be happy again
would be happier being free
we're growing apart
we're trying to be friends but
on the porch as the whole of the
sky - clouds quietly over and it
my tiger my friend - my
it's hard sometimes - to be
starts to cry - softly on my
shoulder - we don't want to grow
friends with something that eats
