Five hours of my week I spend with you,
And the things that I learn last for awhile,
You make me glad that my life’s not a zoo,
Like the ones that always seem so hostile.
I'm forced into a sea of emotions,
Sometimes my eyes swell and begin to leak,
Sometimes I want to halt someone’s motions,
And sometimes, I just smile from cheek to cheek.
Your proclaimed light might not always glaze,
And sometimes I feel like fast forwarding,
But even with the town in such a craze,
I still bounce back like a spiral spring.
I’ll always be a fan, through thick or thin,
No matter what you’ll be, are, or have been.
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