Thes pants are to tight,
to wide,
to not my size,
'they'll do just fine, ' my mom replies,
I shake my head,
wishing I were stil in bed.
'Try this pair, '
I wonder if I even dare,
they were the ugliest,
weirdest, cakyest, strangest,
pair of pants I'd ever seen.
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