I'm now full and plum
Ripe to see with my eyes
I know what it feels
To live a lovely life!
My son, this is the way of a teen
Foolishly thinking he's acting wisely
Longing for the fruit that kills
Even the bravest of all men
No! i know the way
Never to keep astray
I'll never live your kind of life
So unrealistic and old-fashioned
The lenght of my days you can not count
The years of my life is to you a mystery
But if you so much will
Remember you'll pay the bill
So my silly son sighed
And went without watching
Wrecking in unfruitful wit
Been a teen is so trickish
