Second Class
I feel greater inside
I know it’s safer to hide , as the strange car arrive
From an angle I know what is most dangerous
I’m anxious for pie
Supper a danish
Surprise I thought famous
Was actually my god
Every time we ate from the fruit
We waited for our clothes to dry
In that pool with people who had proof of the fountain of youth
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