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E9
As a young boy
there was a toy
A game if you will
My joy and my thrill
E9 was the key
two buttons liked me
exchanging my metal
Expectant and feral
Sweet joy and relief
With beggars belief
as it birthed my candy
So tight in my handy
but one day you were gone
No sign, not one
What would I do now?
As my face drew a scowl
Another lesso...
Wednesday 24th January 2024 10:16 am
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