I admit it I like stuff
I like to play rough
Fighting isn't enough
I also grow some scruff
My mom wants me to change
But I'll be at the firing range
I know I look strange
Sorry my name is 'Grange'
I should not be so sick
Cause people say I'm a prick
Maybe listen to LDS music
I learn some magic trick
I'm sure I'll do something
To make my mom grin
Go to a class called 'spin'?
Nah, forget it.
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