Step-Mom
My step-mom brought her stuff today.
It really made me mad.
She moved right in and changed the house.
She even changed my Dad.
She makes my bacon way too crisp.
She tries to fix my hair.
And when she shops for nail polish,
She buys enough to share.
To make it worse, she brought her cat
It hides beneath my bed.
And then she made me go with her
To a hill where we could sled.
My step-mom' isn't like me
and there are different rules,
But just between the two of us
My step-mom's kinda cool.
Copyright © Rachel Kovacs | Year Posted 2014
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