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I was a little boy
Times were not good always
Hunger was my favorite world
Mom would go grocery shopping
Sometimes I'd beg to go
She would tell me no
It's all good no worries
Guess I'll wait for her
It's such a gloomy day
Depression eating way my brain
Need something to get away
Broke as a joke nowadays
At the crib by myself
Sulking like a little baby
Finally, Mom returned with groceries
She bought some red grapes
The taste was just glorious
Really made me feel better
Taste buds screaming for more
My day finished really great
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