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One of a Kind
All you women think so little of me
I think it is because you all are too wild and free
That is because you all do not see me in that way
It has been like this since the very first day
I began the Sixth Grade
I thought I would have had it made
Like all the other students did
But I was just a foolish, naive kid
None of you liked me at all
And instead of sitting there about ready to bawl
I began to fantasize
About how one day, girls will look into my eyes
And wonder why you all
Let me slip through your fingers like rainfall
I still do not know why
I would always try
To ask all of you out
But there is really no doubt
While you all think I could never get you all out of my mind
The only thing I am thinking is: I am one of a kind
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