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Curiosity


What is this, that, and the other?

How do I make it work ?

Why can't I do it like my mother?

You laugh at me, behind my back... What a jerk

 

Why do you try you know you can't do it.

I haven't tried it yet how can you say that?

you must be thinking of something else please do not misinterpret--

no, no how else should I interpret noise from a brat?

 

It doesn't even matter see,

All else mean nothing when compared to your curiosity.

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