Curiosity
What is this, that, and the other?
How do I make it work ?
Why can't I do it like my mother?
You laugh at me, behind my back... What a jerk
Why do you try you know you can't do it.
I haven't tried it yet how can you say that?
you must be thinking of something else please do not misinterpret--
no, no how else should I interpret noise from a brat?
It doesn't even matter see,
All else mean nothing when compared to your curiosity.
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