52: Not my generation

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Kids these days, kids today.
sitting home bearing babies,
whatever made up gender they made
questioning their why's and maybe's.

Yesterday I was watching cartoons
with a pint of Ben & Jerry's.
Never wanted fame in school
or to impress the ladies.

Miss me with that bull bull
miss me with your theybies.
Empty with ideas filling half their skulls
acting oh, so shady.

Kids today will be grown someday,
having their own graduations.
as I think one day, just one day
I'll become part of another generation.

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