One day, after years of wearing,
I finally changed my very old pants.
It took a while, and lots of caring,
but I got out of my trouser trance.
These pants were blue and faded,
they had holes and were fraying too.
But they were never jaded,
and to me, they were as good as new.
They went through much of life with me
without complaining a bit.
Whenever I wore them, I felt so free
'cause of the way they fit.
Made of such quality fabric,
it was hard to tell their age.
It was like they were made with magic,
but pants can't be made by mage.
I will miss those pants with all my heart,
but it is their time to go.
people told me it was time to part,
I'll just buy another pair tomorrow.
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