the roaring 20s in me
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Snap snap,
this dosnt look like me,
snap snap,
what can i be?
snap snap,
a dancer or a movie star.
It all seems the same,
why should i be insane,
becuase if i seem to believe,
i might just be deceived.
The picture should be me,
but all it can do is watch and see,
the way i tilt me head,
and turn me neck.
why cant i look like the gentlemen?,
why cant i look like a friend,
at least not like a scary pen.
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