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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) She's the smallest thing in the house; Yet, she makes the most noise. She barks at the jingling keys, Turning knobs and closing doors. She struts from room to room With arrogance, but no poise. She runs in frantic circles; With no guidance, she explores. She has her bed and her own food, Plus luxuries; she's insured! She laps water like a Labrador, Spits food that should be consumed. She does not see her ungratefulness Or defiance that’s been endured. She stinks and sheds hair everywhere Because she is seldom groomed. She expects all undue service Or she barks for two or three hours. She scratches on doors, carpet and walls, A stressful source since September. She thinks she’s still a baby, but growls Like a queen mother with powers. She’s an animal but never considers She is the worst family member. She damages property, no remorse; Her long leash is seldom held. She gets little to no consequence And accepts no good training. She’s controlling and selfish; regularly, Her stubbornness is unveiled. She is on her way out the door; I see much patience is waning. She is a pet, a divorce mistake, That owns her owner’s life; She's a child who rejects rearing Still using her parent’s good will. She has everything and asks for more Right after conjuring strife. She is void of all things common Hating her mother’s freedom and thrill. She's thoughtless and disrespectful, Boasting she does not care. She hates school, authority figures And those who disagree with her. She takes few orders, can't keep work And think that nothing is fair. She feels her privileges are rights, Inalienable; all should concur. She's unhealthy, lazy, lethargic, Except in her own ventures. She's jealous of friends with other friends, And her mother's true lover. She's resisting rules and wanting to move From the one she indentures. She can't reach credit, college and cars Alone where they hover. She's the smallest thing in the house; Yet, she makes the most noise. She barks at the jingling keys, Turning knobs and closing doors. She struts from room to room With arrogance, but no poise. She runs in frantic circles; With no guidance, she explores.
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