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The moment I grew up
Was the moment I learned
I was a product.
I didn't decide
The men staring never sat me down
And gave me "The Talk."
No, not with words
They gave the talk with their eyes
And they didn't even know my name.
Now I know
So I want to thank those men
For telling me my place in this world.
A product
For them to consume
An all new, state of the art grownup.
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