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I remember a girl from the slums who's life was really humdrum.

To peer pressure she would succumb so her so called friends started calling her dumb, until she became numb.

They told her, she would always live in the slum, the only men that would date her were scum and to her, only a house full of babies would come.

Saying those nasty things to keep her under their thumds, only she didn't dance to the beat of their drums, for she knew she had complete control of her outcome.

Well, years passed and she did overcome, no longer under their thumbs nor do she live in the slums because she has a very hefty income, now they want to call her chum.

Beware of who you call Dumd, you have no idea of the outcome.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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