Twenty One At Last
By. Heather Lynn Doty
Dedicated to Rafael Rangel for his 21'st Birth Day.
Twenty one I am at last.
Adult limitations in past.
Pore a beer, and grab a glass.
Twenty one I am at last.
I hit the bar, and lost my car.
D.U.I.'s, and puking fry's.
Twenty one I am at last.
Partying is such a blast.
Oh how time go so fast.
Twenty one I am no more.
I cant believe I'm forty four.
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