Write a post inspired by your sixteenth birthday.
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At sixteen, you gave me the car to use
you even gave me a driver, too
we all went to the beach to celebrate
there were so many things I wanted to do
Dolphins swam out near by
as if wishing me a sweet sixteen
I laughed so hard till I cried
I never felt like such a queen
And when it was all over,
when we were all burnt and brown
we all went to stand outside the church
the weary queen without her crown
But I was sixteen that day
the day you let me have the car
and the driver made it all even better
the day you made me feel like a star.