Like Bug Juice on a Burger

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Next she said One sleeping bag I read My mom pulled my sleeping bag into her lap It was so much thinner than hers had been I saw that without checking the photo on the wall by my bed Because I already knew that picture by heart Your sleeping bag must’ve been so much softer I said to my mom This one’s plenty soft she said writing my name on my bag And remember what Natalie told us She has practically the same one Natalie is my nice babysitter who has beautiful hair I know I said