Your laces are untied
You could trip n' fall
And hurt yourself
So why not just
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A poem so beautifully penned with a powerful message both for children and adults.
My cap is cocked at forty-five degrees / With my pants crotch hanging at my knees / My laces can flop ‘round in the breeze / I look cool! So, lee' me alone if you please.
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