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Sportsball Yosh lookin' over his shoulder.
Stop, drop, like its hot, pop a squat, now he layin' a boulder.
Crinklepants, no potty-dance, like he ain't gettin' older.
Puttin' all the players in line like he lining a folder.
Isn't holding back on strats, cuz he's not a hand holder.
Rocking that crinklecore life, like a game it's just fun.
When you love what you do, well you've already won.
Some still yearn for crinkles, and their song's unsung.
"Be cringe, be free." for some that truth's well rung.
And the comfort it gives is why to the diapees we clung.
So to those who wear, if the journey's not done,
be your true blue self, and the burdon's unshouldered.

Nice rhymes

What a cutie!