F-E-R-G-A-L-I-C-I-O-U-S
High stakes,
no room for mistakes.
I can almost see the finish line.
My mother didn't go,
my father quit too early,
but I know for me it's a sign.
I will be the first one to finish,
my will is not going to diminish.
I'm strong, I'm fast, I've been ready.
The tools are all there,
just waiting to peel back that first year
life seems to be going steady.
And most of all,
I know deep down inside of me
that I'm
FERGALICIOUS
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