Tongue Twister Time

Jumping about rising to a shout, 
Teens, tweens, they love skinny jeans 
No matter what age, they will not be encaged, 
Their hatred for boredom, 
Their lust to not be unjust, 
They talk the talk, but can they walk the walk 
Is a question many keen teens ask themselves. 
They tend to their own fun, but not to mend, 
The wrongs they have done to others. 
 
Thirteen teens talk tacitly tending to their work
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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