Cindy
Cindy
Though she was a sweet easy girl who ate like a bird
And though she was fun to be with absolutely any time
Cindy was neither problematic unless she wanted to be
nor entirely sincere without beer- not that she ever drank
any except when holding sharp spears in the sight of deer
She was in her little ways much like a sister but never a blister
Nor even a hipster although maybe a semi- trim snapper especially
when wearing hand me downs but if people ever really are what
they eat then Cindy was a carrot or perhaps a flame broiled cheese
burger
Other than her daughter, she was the smallest in her family
Nobody really knew the reason which might have been a lack
Of calcium although she was never seen eating a plum- whatever
The reason it was easy for some strangers to misjudge her - regardless
Of whatever else she was Cindy
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