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She was born the second she didn't like something
She was as loud as a shofar and could get what she wanted with the clap of her hands
No one wanted to go against her but some had no choice
Disguised as the perfect child she waits patently until she disagrees
As someone disagrees there is a faint smile shown across her face
It is a look of readiness and excitement
She mumbles to herself, “Let's get this going”
The opponent had no idea about what was going on
She on the other hand had already formulated how to take him down
She stated her points and he responded with his
She got louder and so did he
Before anyone realized it, there was a full out screaming match
“I give in,” he muttered
She laughed and stated I knew you would
He rose and ran right from her
She sat staring and studied the seconds that swam by
I should have done something more fun
I could have talked with the harshness of a mother or the softness of a father but no
I will talk the way I want and no one will tell me how
And if they do they will have something coming
I am…...
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