| Leroy is a late bloomer, he’s not like the other boys
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| He doesn’t like to go outside and he doesn’t play with toys
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| He doesn’t like girls, he doesn’t like sports, he doesn’t even like TV
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| He likes to lay around all day and he doesn’t even like me
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| «Leroy is a late bloomer.» |
| That’s what his mother will say
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| «There's nothing wrong with Leroy. |
| He’ll find himself someday.»
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| Leroy doesn’t go out at all; |
| he sits in his room alone
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| His thoughts are kept well hidden. |
| His secrets are unknown
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| Leroy is a late bloomer. |
| Some kids are that way
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| His father doesn’t seem to mind. |
| «Don't push him,» he will say
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| «Leroy's going through a stage. |
| You just have to give him time.»
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| But how much time does one boy need. |
| He’s already thirty-nine |