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Eleven Thirty Nine


$11.39

I didn’t have a dime

He said leave out the store, you’ll be committing a crime

What? I’m only nine


 

11:39

Way past my bedtime

No one to keep time

Responsibility solely mine

 

1139

The house number I call mine

I learned in time,

That everything will be just fine.

 
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