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Stickly Glue

I don't want you right now I'm not trying to be mean I just want to do this myself, you see I want to pick up my pieces all by myself Glue myself together, without your help I'm afraid of glue getting on your hands Your pieces will stick to my pieces That just won't do If you or I pull too hard, we will become unglued I will be put together, but your pieces will stick Then you will be broken and I will not be me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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