[troutman]

Originally Posted by V

I always wanted to pull a troutman

We emerged from youth all wide-eyed like the rest
Shedding skin, faster than skin can grow
And armed with hammers, feathers, blunt knives:
Words, to meet and to define
And to... but you must know

I climb up, spending daylight
Slide down, bankrupt on the other side
Some sweet girl, playing my wife
Runs off with a boy whose bike she'll ride
Playground, it's a playground
Marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies
In the playground, every day ground
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square world

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