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Grown Ups

Grown Ups

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I am tall and franchise though,

Yet why I feel I need to grow?

Why do I feel I'm not like them,

Who bustle the roads and beat the drum?


I want to be like the grown-ups are,

Just sell my toys and drive a car.

With kith and kins I want to brawl,

And rack my books from where they sprawl.


I want to manage my own accounts,

And gives and takes and all that counts.

I don't waste paper in sailing boats,

And save it all as bills and notes.


I want to end up all my pranks,

And grow up enough to hold the ranks.

I wish I would drink in lavish pubs,

And no more toony coffee mugs.


With princely pomp, I cover my skin,

And dump all mud in my master’s bin.

With a painter’s brush, I quote each note,

And tear all scrawls that a baby ever wrote.


With all this done I do not cease,

And grow up further as a grown-up grows,

From a black nightingale that sings so dim,

I shout aloud like a flock of crows.


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