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I am just 12 years old and know nothing but fun

But when I grow up there’s a lot more to be done

Shall I be a football star?

Or follow my dream to become a great chef and earn that gold star

I just want to be the best one can be

I look forward to becoming a fine man

Even if it is working with my dad

Run his carpet laying business is what I can do

 

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