When I Grow Old. Poem by Moxie De Lucky

I might not make it
But when I get bigger my boyish will light
Oh yes, I'll bond the soft
And that is real what I feel like.

I'll crazily rock at my nineties
Yes I will, to compensate my nineteen's
So when I grow bigger you'll see my spins
Because you never see one when I was fifteen.

Come on Earth to see what I get
Get closer my neck and count the bite
Come when I'm older you'll get to know
You'll see me skating on summer without a snow.

Stop shouting coz this is what I feel
During my second decade I never be real
But when I grow enough old
I will read many books untold.

As sooner I long my tooth
I will widen my old mouth
With limited calories sharpen the edge of knife
I will slice the world like a spring leaf.