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OUT MAKIN' A LIVIN' He was five years old, worked to make a living. Collected soda bottles to buy his one true love some flowers. He knocked on neighbors doors saying, "I Am The Bottle Man," "do you have some bottles for me." With his baggy jeans, and backwards hat, the cute smile on his face. Who could resist such a cute little man. Who was out collecting bottles, making a living. He worked all day into the night. Collecting bottles outta sight. He took them to the grocery store where he cashed them in. He counted his money, a fair days work. Enough to buy flowers and an ice cream cone on the way home.

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He laid on his bed, rubbed his eyes and fell asleep. Next thing you know he was dreaming of when they met. She was the cutest girl in his kindergarten school. They were playing in the school yard, when a splinter did she get. He ran to her rescue as she screamed, I got a boo, boo. He pulled the piece of wood right out, and did what his mother would do. He kissed her little finger, she said,"hi how do you do?". He looked into her eyes and said,"I think that I love you." She sighed and blushed repyling, "My Hero" He was wakened by the cat jumpin on the bed. He sat right up still holding the flowers in his hand. He said this is just way to much for a little guy like me to understand. He gave his mom the flowers that had wilted in his hand. He looked up at her and said, "Mom, think I will wait a little longer til I grow up and become a man. written by: Paula aka Angel Of Love August 2, 2003

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