“Oh Michael”,
I said to myself,
"Look how the
time has flown”;
Walking away
from the bathroom mirror
Where I met
my father’s clone.
I feared I
might be growing up,
Maturing way
too soon;
Deep in
thought, I picked my nose,
Then flicked
a booger to the moon.
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